No, my first name ain't baby It's Janet, Miss Jackson if you're nasty
From the sun out of the east A Brilliant light arose A thorny crown upon his head Cut from a branch of rose Through blazing eyes I saw within A peace
Well, life is for the living and death is for the birds Hell is for children, or so I have heard Now, your soul might leave your body Hurl, straight off
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About the same time the Angel Gabriel came And told of another unusual birth The child would be a cousin of the Christ His name would be John And as he
released on the Vagrant Record's compilation Another Year on the Streets Clothes make the man and looks I am nothing but books and heart Walk like a
Ooh, ooh, pain is so close to pleasure, oh yeah Sunshine and rainy weather go hand in hand together all your life Ooh, ooh, pain is so close to pleasure
no my first name ain't baby it's janet, miss jackson if you're nasty
And the men who hold high places Must be the ones to start To mould a new reality Closer to the Heart The Blacksmith and the Artist Reflect it in
Traducció: Chuck Prophet. Talkin 'New Regne.
Traducció: Reina. El dolor està tan a prop de Plaer.
Traducció: Reggie And The Full Effect. Accessoris per Tha reina del pop Ak A Mantenir El Climbin "Aquest nadó Velvet Rope.
Traducció: The Statler Brothers. El regne del cel és a prop.
Traducció: Steel Prophet. Regne de Crist.
: "You are my life", she said as I looked "And there ain't no way in which I celebrate That I live, only you the reason for me" Fuck that you smelly