Take advantage of these times, you said You let me down It hasn't been the first time As I'm falling in the pit of fire my mind's made up I'm never coming
Vague shadows, purple toned sky Full moon and nightbirds on my mind Cloud demons with wands of doom Chanting lines of solitude Boogie bubble refrain
Lately, I can't breathe Waiting they're chasing me No one listens But I'm okay with it Only I wonder why If only my hands weren't tied The world's a
Kid picked on, love, blinds him Found, his own girlfriend It's all he could ask for He has his hands tied up To persuade, this kid Had got, it all, too
It's a nice day, and the water's cool Spongebob's looking for something to do To earn money and stay out of trouble He built his own stand for blowing
What are you fuckin lookin at? I'm gonna rip out your fuckin eye Blister! Blistered eye What are you fuckin lookin at? I'm gonna rip out your fuckin other
J'ai mis ma vie a la gomme Dans des guitares bubble-gum Ca paillette a mort Dans mon decor J'ai mis mon c?ur pauv' bonhomme Dans un joli metronome J
Elle fait des bulles de savon Des mots qui lavent a l'interieur D'un geste, d'un souffle, c'est selon Le menage en apesanteur Quand le moral chute a zero
[Intro] Blasa Yep, everybody dance now John [Chorus] Chris, me and di dancehall crew a say, everybody a do di blasa People a practice night and day,
I'm going forward in a mobile bubble I am on my way to a blank page That's where the future is as yet novel It's coming towards me while I age I'
Words and music by Ani DiFranco I hated to pop the bubble Of me and you But it only held enough oxygen For a trip or two To the moon and back again Tell
Como una pompa de jabon de brillo reluciente triste entre los coches y entre toda la gente una pompa de jabon pensando otra vez en ti. De la verdad llega
Kid, picked on, love, blinds him, found, his own girlfriend. It's all he could ask for. He doesn't need, his hands, tied up, to persuade, this kid, Had
I couldn't see your face through the rain When you left me standing there at 4 AM I got to catch my train I got to find my way So why do I pretend to
[Intro: Sean Paul] Well it's my girl, child caw dem cyaan Spend time an pon di style an yun dun kno Yuh haffi get wild, wuh me say Easy, Sean-A-Paul bun
Vague shadows, purple-toned sky, full moon and nightbirds on my mind Cloud demons with wands of doom, chanting lines of solitude Boogie bubble refrain
Lately I can't breathe Waiting they're chasing me No one listens but i'm ok with it Only I wonder why If only my hands weren't tied The world's a blister