(8)When you say she's looking good
She acts as if it's understood.
She's cool, cool, cool, cool,
oh Girl....Gir...(8)
She acts as if it's understood.
She's cool, cool, cool, cool,
oh Girl....Gir...(8)
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η¡ѕѕα;19819978 dijo:que es yupiento el robert
Yo Colono no entender tu jerga!
jajajajajajajaj
enserio..
que es "yupiento"?
η¡ѕѕα;19820049 dijo:ajajajaja jugoso
aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh!...ahora si entender tu jerga!
jajajaajja
pero yo jugoso?
no pasa na....
miren cauros (y caura)..traje a la banda!
(8) Your head is humming and it won't go
In case you don't know
The piper's calling you to join him
Dear lady, can you hear the wind blow?
And did you know
Your stairway lies on the whispering wind? (8)
Aahhh, el aburrimiento...........
In case you don't know
The piper's calling you to join him
Dear lady, can you hear the wind blow?
And did you know
Your stairway lies on the whispering wind? (8)
Aahhh, el aburrimiento...........
aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh!...ahora si entender tu jerga!
jajajaajja
pero yo jugoso?
no pasa na....
miren cauros (y caura)..traje a la banda!
Y la santísima trinidad??? (segun tu)
(8)Ah, look at all the lonely people
Ah, look at all the lonely people
Eleanor Rigby
Picks up the rice in the church where a wedding has been
Lives in a dream
Waits at the window
Wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the door
Who is it for?
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong?
Father McKenzie
Writing the words of a sermon that no one will hear
No one comes near.
Look at him working.
Darning his socks in the night when there's nobody there
What does he care?
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong?
Ah, look at all the lonely people
Ah, look at all the lonely people
Eleanor Rigby
Died in the church and was buried along with her name
Nobody came
Father McKenzie wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks from the grave
No one was saved
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong?.´(8)
Ah, look at all the lonely people
Eleanor Rigby
Picks up the rice in the church where a wedding has been
Lives in a dream
Waits at the window
Wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the door
Who is it for?
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong?
Father McKenzie
Writing the words of a sermon that no one will hear
No one comes near.
Look at him working.
Darning his socks in the night when there's nobody there
What does he care?
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong?
Ah, look at all the lonely people
Ah, look at all the lonely people
Eleanor Rigby
Died in the church and was buried along with her name
Nobody came
Father McKenzie wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks from the grave
No one was saved
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong?.´(8)
(8)Thrashing all deceivers
Mashing non-believers
Never ending potency
Hungry violence seeker
Feeding off the weaker
Breeding on insanity
Smashing through the boundaries
Lunacy has found me
Cannot stop the battery
Pounding out aggression
Turns into obsession
Cannot kill the battery (8)