Marc Almond lyrics
Marc Almond lyrics
"The Bulls lyrics"
Some Bridges lyrics
Every day I walk out in this torn up world And I fight to survive I'm laughing when I make it to the Saturday And I'm alive Carrying yo
Every day I walk out in this torn up world And I fight to survive I'm laughing when I make it to the Saturday And I'm alive Carrying yo
On Sundays the bulls get so bored When they're asked to show off for us There is the sun, the sand, and the arena There are the bulls ready to bleed for us It's time when grocery clerks Become Don Juan And all the ugly girls Turn into swans Who can say what he's found That bull who turns and paws thAdios Amigo lyricse ground And suddenly he sees himself all nude Who can say what he dreams That bull who hears the silent screams From the open mouths of multitudes On Sundays the bulls get so bored When they're asked to suffer for us There are the picadors and the mobs revenge There are the toreros and the mob's revenge, there are the toreros - an
Adios Amigo adios good-bye. Du weißt eine Freundschaft zerbricht für uns zwei. Wir lieben sie beide doch einer muß gehSweet Tequila lyricsd the mob kneels for us It's time when grocery clerks become Garcia-Lorca And the girls put the roses in their teeth Like Carmen On Sundays the bulls get so bored When they're asked to drop dead for us The sword will plunge down And the mob will drool The blood will poor down And turn the sand to mud It's time when grocery clerks
Wo bin ich ? Wie komm' ich hier her ? Was war gestern los - ich weiß nicht mehr wenn ich doch nur wüßt' was hier SacheKiss The Road Of Rarotonga lyricsBecome Nero And the girls scream And shout the name of their hero And when finally they fell Did the bulls dream of a hell Where men and worn out matadors Still burn And perhaps with their last breath Would they pardon us their death Knowing what we did at Carthage, Waterloo, Verdon, Stalingrad, Iwoa Jima , Hiroshima, Saigon
(N. Finn/T. Finn) I kiss the road of rarotonga speed through the night my gritty eyes so fever bright scars on my hand the gravel stone