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Mano Lima

Well, there are five monsters in my family And we all have a lot of fun Two furry sisters, scary husband Fuzzy wife and hairy son (that's me) Oh five

50-50 chance The doctor said In the cardiac room As she's lying in bed There's a pan on the floor Filled with something black I need to know I'm afraid

I see your shadow on the street now I hear you push through the rusty gate Click of your heels on the concrete Waiting for a knock coming way too late

[Originally by Eric Bogle] It's an 800 years never ending war That causes grief, sorrow, suffering and pain - and glory. But glory for who? My youngest

A cakewalk down the gangplank full of greenbacks and Annapolis shoes From Jersey and Memphis, the home of the brave, and the home of the blues With voices

I I love my pantalo's they fit me o so tight they make me smile with delight do you like like Five iron frenzy singing bout the pants its kinda sill ybut

Stuffed my heart in a bag and I slammed the back door If I get home, it'd be a home no more Took off runnin' in the middle of the night I was aimed for

I was going to spell it out in full detail but I dropped the call before I spilled my guts But your floor stayed clean like my conscience will be 'Cause

(get down, get down) [repeat in background] So here's how it started It started with a beat A beat in my head And it wouldn't go away So I added a bass