Perfect Man
Rage lyrics
Rage lyrics
"DEATH IN THE AFTERNOON Lyrics"
Can't Believe It's True Lyrics
Can't believe it's true, I can't believe it's true, Baby, where are you? Baby, where are you? In t
Can't believe it's true, I can't believe it's true, Baby, where are you? Baby, where are you? In t
[Music by: P. Wagner]
[Lyrics by: P. Wagner]
Harold Walker was a banker
He drove a Mercerdes-Benz
He was a well respected, rich, young man
He'd got a house in the country
He was a member of the club and
His girlfriend Diana was so
Waking the Witch Lyrics
You won't burn You won't bleed Confess to me - Go Down" "Poor little thing The blackbird, W
sweetYou won't burn You won't bleed Confess to me - Go Down" "Poor little thing The blackbird, W
Larry Smith was Harry's schoolmate
He has always been a warrior
Never he had money or a job
Wednesday afternoon, 5 p.m.
It happened on the new built highway
Harry was a bit diverted and
So he lost the control of his car
Deliver Me Lyrics
Deep down is a mystery All I wanna know is why Your ways are takin' over All the apple in my eye I
br /> And crashed into a truckDeep down is a mystery All I wanna know is why Your ways are takin' over All the apple in my eye I
And he hadn't a chance, he had never a chance
Death in the afternoon,
Larry was the first to come along
As he saw his old mate Harry
The chequecards covered with blood,
He knew, he was the richer one of both
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Stickshifts Safetybelts Lyrics
Stickshifts and safetybelts, Bucket seats have all got to go. When were driving in the car,
br /> Harry had a million dollars
But he'd lived to short
And he hadn't a chance, he had never a chance
Death in the afternoon
Death in the afternoon
It could come very soon
Death in the afternoon
Your coffin has no pockets...
Stickshifts and safetybelts, Bucket seats have all got to go. When were driving in the car,
br /> Harry had a million dollars
But he'd lived to short
And he hadn't a chance, he had never a chance
Death in the afternoon
Death in the afternoon
It could come very soon
Death in the afternoon
Your coffin has no pockets...