De antwoorden zijn altijd al aanwezig. I cannot be ungrateful for what i Have received from america, But I'm not the judge. The judge of justice say
Little Stevie Vai is going to play A composition on the guitar He wrote it all by himself Okay Stevie Bring your three friends up They can play with you That Steve Vai
Heads up We may be human, But we're still animals.
This is a ballad dat I wrote. it's all, it's all about peace and love and Good happiness stuff.
So naive, so innocent, thrust in a world too intense Flesh is weak but the soul is strong, and you will bleed but you'll carry on Yes you need your pain
This is 'greasy kid's stuff,' mix 12, ground zero, with the melody guitars Up .3, bass up .4, kick down .5, overheads up .4, less gate on the snare, And
I'm watchin' you, I'm wantin' you but you turn away I'd crawl through broken glass to you but it wouldn't pay You take me for a fool but if you only knew
Creeping 'cross the canvas of color, crawling in a cold delight Bitter sweet perversions, paint their picture cross their precious sky And it's all I
Here we stand, as time keeps turning, near and far, the fires are burning Victory, the endless passion, for a cause, we will take an action I'm not a
We know ya' come a long way We hope that your ship is o.k. We hope you're gonna' stick around Maybe to save the day. Liw liw, liw liw, Liw liw, liw
He looks a lot like blondie bumstead When he lies in bed He cries a lot like shirley temple When he's lost in his head He sings a lot like greta garbo
No, I'm very, very shy. You know, it's when they look you in the eyes and they say...
I need some junk To shoot in my veins Would you give me some To relieve the pain? These city streets Are drivin' me insane I tried laundry detergent
Seweeee!!! Why try to hide? Runnin' ain't about to gonna do anything for you my little one Oh they try to get inside of me, why do they bother anyway
A child to a boy, from a boy to a man Pride growing stronger, reaching his victories He speaks no lies, he fights his cause He judges not the scavengers
Summer nights such lonely times, this memory does bleed I need you in my life again Fantasies release me from the bondage of my fate The days pass like
Get ready for your life, won't you take your place in line You may close your eyes if you please Try to keep it clean, there's so many here you see,
the hypocrites Good God knows when you turn the other cheek Which direction you're pointing it [holy shit. holy jesus christ, I hurt your brain, hah, great god, steve
