The Jon Spencer Blues Explosion - 'Bag of Bones - teksty piosenek, wg trafności (od zawsze) - Teksciory.pl

eXplosion - PRO8L3M

"- Siemasz, mordko. Posłuchaj mnie, co wy się tak, kurwa, wczoraj zawinęliscie szybko? Tam kitować się poszliście czy co, kurwa? - Heh, mordo. Byłeś tak porobiony, że i tak byś nie zrozumiał. Ty, poczekaj."

Who's Jon - Now It S Overhead

"Your god damned uncle changed you some when you were five more than once. Your near-sighted family toasting healthy alive. Nothing Else. Your burning southern shelter pushed you north to arrive"

Jon Doe - Nine

"I make it on the humble, it's marvelous sippin fine wine and Champagne Smokin cannibis, poor folks don't understand this Helicopter rides, first class airline flights 50 pairs of Nike's, two gold mics a"

I Am A Little Explosion - Self

"hello let's play some music follow me let's make some noise with some pots and pans - repeat 8x where did you go where could you be i better find a way to write back home i feel the flow of electricity better"

Animal bones - Therapy

"Won't be the same You're a piece of shit You need the enemy, you need someone to crush Somebody, weakling like you, cos you're not strong enough Fuck democracy, do as I say, your ideas get in the way You're"

Animal Bones - Therapy?

"You're a piece of shit You're a piece of shit You need the enemy You need someone to crush Somebody weaker than you To make you feel strong enough Fuck democracy Do as I say Your ideas get in"

Pirate Bones - Natasha Bedingfield

"What if I squeeze myself into any shape And I still don't fit? What if I bend myself so much that I break And I can't mend it? What if I burn so bright that the fire goes out And I can't stay lit? What's"

Crushed Bones - Why?

"Here's To inhaling crushed bones through a dried up white out pen and riding the backwards racer in hot June rain in a matching blue and gold plastic bag / poncho / raincoat. It's a wooden coaster with"

Innocent Bones - Iron And Wine

"Cain got a milk-eyed mule from the auction Abel got a telephone And even the last of their blue-eyed babies know That the burning man is the color of the end of day And how every tongue that gets bit always"

Hollow Bones - Wu-Tang Clan

"High potency top, smoke a bag of black And feel the vibe, wanna be wise We, form on a rising corner mean five Laws in disguise, throw on your slides Young niggas racist, smokers is basic We seen the eyes,"

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