Kinder mit Kettensagen aka. KMK Willkommeeen.. in Madagaskar Willkommen hier auf diesem Juice Exclusiv Kaisssssa ihrr Suuuckaaaas Part1: Warum fragen
: Kinder mit Kettensagen aka. KMK Willkommeeen.. in Madagaskar Willkommen hier auf diesem Juice Exclusiv Kaisssssa ihrr Suuuckaaaas Part1: Warum fragen
Two hundred loathsome cutthroats Armed to the teeth Hurling there grenades As they get closer to the beach We had cutlasses and blunderbusses Off to
I won't be told anymore That I've been brought down in this storm And left so far out from the shore That I can't find my way back, my way anymore No
Come on inside The tide is high Don't be afraid So my parade of life Is walking by Inside the lines And bringing back Just what you lost (Bring me down
Forget yourself for a day And all your friends keep tellin you That I'm dying Well, I'm thinking about surviving Now you're floating away I know
Tell me again what you came to see On the Sunday you stood down the hall waiting on me I'm as broke as a painter down in Soho, don't want you to see Maybe
Tonight I'm going to leave with you Do what you want to, but never do I don't care how much you want me to stay The tourist plays what you want him
Watch the sailors swim, in a broken sea of glass And soon I'll find a way to Madagascar and back, to you So put down your guard, the best is yet to come
So now you tell me you are living in a country where joys and freedom they can not be tried but alone in your mind there are so many rooms that you never
I Ry Tanindrazanay malala ! Ry Madagasikara soa Ny fitiavanay anao tsy miala, Fa ho anao doria tokoa Fiverenana Tahionao, ry Zanahary Ity Nosin-dRazanay
Oh, great and wondrous world How the dice of evolution came Up with a surprise To make these tiny particles come alive Alive, come alive Alive, alive
So now you tell me we are living in a country where joys and freedom they can not be tried but alone in your mind there are so many rooms that you never
So now you tell me you are living in a country Where joys and freedom they can not be tried But alone in your mind there are so many rooms That you never
I won't be told anymore That I've been brought down in this storm And left so far out from the shore That I can't find my way back, my way anymore
two hundred loathsome cutthroats armed to the teeth hurling there grenades as they get closer to the beach we had cutlasses and blunderbusses off to get
