повержен искомым, Скованным цепями - да послание словом, Здесь разрешается все, если она за забором! Смолкнет за стенами, Сколько? Их нет числа! Стая воронья
He comes, he comes Judge so severe Seven trumpets speak Oh, they speak him near He comes, he comes Judge so severe Seven trumpets speak Oh, they speak
Strange things happen in nighttime hours Yesterday's buds, tomorrow's flowers Those who speak numbers, refuse the great forgiver Powerful men raise your
Chorus #1: Everyone's a star Look inside and you know you are I saw a man dancing on the corner Hat out, dancing for quarters Every time, see a smile
Kill the great raven (repeated) His tiny eyes, they search the skies He looks so alone, so he must die "Oh, does he really have to die?" "Oh yes, he really
The yellow raven sipped the air Of thunder and of rain The yellow raven sipped the air Gentle eyes kissing the rain Where do you go, fantastic dream
This is the place where she lay her head When she went to bed at night And this is the place our children were conceived Candles lit the room brightly
Once upon a midnight dreary, as I pondered, weak and weary Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly
Man, I'm fresh as hell in this hoodie Uh, yeah, uh, uh, let's get it Oh, Omarion, yeah, uh, yeah With my hoodie on With my hoodie on With my hoodie on
Common fortune seeks us all And slips our binding rings We'll turn our heads and make us reel We'll bare our arms as wings Before our feet a feather
Eyes from the tree Take me down the way Red riders of the dark Help me through this maze Do you know, mister, of this place? Do you know, mister? No
We be doin' murder everyday We be good enough to get away You won't even know a wicked clown has hit the door Until your melon hit the floor and roll
WE BE DOING MURDER EVERYDAY, WE BE GOOD ENOUGH TO GET AWAY, YOU WONT EVEN KNOW A WICKED CLOWN HAS HIT THE DOOR, UNTIL YOUR MELON HIT THE FLOOR AND ROLL
You got what most dames want, oh, oh But it ain't what I came to see, aha, I know You don't know bout my game zone, oh, oh Time to show this boy a harder
Got to know, got to know what are you gonna do? Got to know, got to know what are you gonna do? Got to know, got to know what are you gonna do? Got to
Some call it magic, the things I see And I don't understand it, why it happens to me Some call it magic and I don't know how But I know that I have it
Too low, turn it up some more Too chill, to get us on the floor Hot jam, where's the volume at? Make it loud, loud as it can get You say, bump up the
The seaweed is always greener In somebody else?s lake You dream about going up there But that is a big mistake Just look at the world around you Right
