The moss hangs like witches hair from the big oak tree And from across the swamp there comes riding on the breeze The sound -- the sound -- Bi-Yo rhythm
Voice: The rhythm is both the songs manicle and it's demanicle charge... The rhythm (20x), I'm Everlast born to be a caucassion but it makes no difference
Da-ddy Yan-kee Ohh A que te pego (ponlo ahi) A que te pego (sigue ahi) A que te pego (ahi ahi) A que te pego (yoo) ohh A que te pego (ponlo ahi) A que
da-ddy yan-kee a que te pego (ponlo ahi) a que te pego (sigue ahi) a que te pego (ahi ahi) a que te pego (oooh) a que te pego (ponlo ahi) a que te pego
Tic-tock says the clock on the wall It tells me everything is wrong Maybe I lost my dreams along the way Feels like we're about to fall Into the shadow
Innocence no answer to your breaking heart If the situation sometimes falls apart Then in this ecstasy your charms are frozen No emotion falling through
Originally by Keziah Jones If I try to take you there, would you come with me? The reason flies, the fear is scare, the ocean loves the sea If I try
And for all of the sweet loving that I have received in the sun in the rain by the moon by the sea there is one time that I'm thinking of one time
Staring deep into your eyes Searching for answers to questions I can't find If I took for granted that I held your heart I'd beg forgiveness but I don
This song is instrumental -- it has no lyrics
If I have weaknesses don't let them blind me Or camouflage all I am wary of I could be sailing in seizures of laughter Or crawling out from under the
Draw uwch y ddaear mae cysgod y nos, Ond yno mae golar un seren dlos. Draw uwch y ddaear mae lluoedd y nef Yn llawen gyhoeddi ei ddyfod ef. Far in the
Let's spend the night together I know you want it too The magic of the moment Is what I've got for you The heartbeat of this night is made to lose control
'Cause he ain't got rhythm Every night he sits in the house alone He ain't got rhythm Every night he sits there are wears a frown He attracted some attention
Music everywhere, feet are pattin' Puttin' tempo in old Manhattan Everybody is out high hattin' Spreadin' rhythm around Everywhere you go trumpets are
Don't upset the rhythm though Don't upset the rhythm Don't upset the rhythm though Don't upset the rhythm The time is right The sun is sleeping in the
I wanna ride on the rhythm And groove to that nasty funky beat And when it pumps I go crazy I'm gonna make you get on up and move your feet 'Cause when
Camphor crossed with lace, it is the witching hour Cinematic but crude Teasing all my feelings out, you move away It seems so natural to you Still siren
