skill He shot a man in Paris He did a job in L.A. And if the price was right, he'd surely Take your life away Wanted, wanted Wanted dead or alive
the skill He shot a man in Paris He did a job in L.A. And if the price was right, he'd surely Take your life away [Chorus:] Wanted, dead or alive,
Preklad: Cesty. Dead Or Alive.
the skill He shot a man in Paris He did a job in L.A. And if the price was right, he'd surely Take your life away [Chorus:] Wanted, dead or alive, blood
thought And Christian science seems to think it's just a mindstate But before I put my trust in a man, I'll just wait Or better yet, I take the journey
seems we're on a journey A trip through space and time And somewhere lies the answer To all the questions why What really makes the difference Between all dead
her skin. His duties neglected, his life so affected, "Why did she leave the court of the King?". After some time he explained he was wrong, Or so we
It's midnight at the depot And I drag my bags in line Travellin' light, I got to go But the bus won't be on time Everybody's looking half alive Later
I never will find out Is music propaganda, should I boogie, rock and roll Or just an early warning system hitched up to my soul Am I observer or participant or
or overdose If they make it you can brag or bultch You be the game The life you know will never ever be the same Transformed in a flash or light into
sentence Reminisce from descendants of past treasures We'll embark on a journey that'll stay alive forever Plus I would stand over on my side of the fence Regardless of the circumstances or
the casket, buried six feet deep help me!! in the casket, buried six feet deep help me!! C'mon a journey with me into the land of the dead Through
Do you know the warm progress under the stars? Do you know we exist? Have you forgotten the keys to the Kingdom? Have you been borne yet & are you alive
Then you can show me Am I dead, I must be dead Something's scratching at my head It whispers softly it says Are we alive or are we dead I don't believe
