The Wolfgang Press - Raintime | Текст Иностранной Песни
Disturbing the old times, the gift of science Lots of back washing and sticks of paper Sticks of paper lighting the way If you find you don't know where you're going
The Wolfgang Press - Heart Of Stone | Текст Иностранной Песни
So many times, so many times Complete the crime, complete the stories I should have known this inner feeling Is all about these messy people Grant his pardon and be
The Wolfgang Press - Fire Eater | Текст Иностранной Песни
He gave me his time in half forgotten jews Talk a scarecrow has a mind to jump the fence If he's got any sense (my legs have gone to their maker) If he's got any
The Wolfgang Press - Dreams & Light | Текст Иностранной Песни
I saw the signs but don't tell it cheap Land, sea or sun that's what I need Hard to describe that funny sex Now she's a see-saw slide and sleeping hex
The Wolfgang Press - On The Hill | Текст Иностранной Песни
Allen - Cox ... Can't find... my way... Reach out and find it So so Is this a matador falling into my arms Turnig and burning in this rage Calypso find another
The Wolfgang Press - The Burden Of Mules | Текст Иностранной Песни
Allen - Cox - Gray This anger I feel inside is a thing of meaning I can't reach any lower, I have suffered far too many Nearly ending up in the waste away But you
The Wolfgang Press - My Life | Текст Иностранной Песни
You will never understand When I begin to look like me We can never be described You, you turn around again I spoke, we can be the same But I have left my soul
The Wolfgang Press - Ecstasy | Текст Иностранной Песни
He gave me his time in half forgotten jews Talk a scarecrow has a mind to jump the fence If he's got any sense (my legs have gone to their maker) If he's got any
The Wolfgang Press - See My Wife | Текст Иностранной Песни
Come on in and see my A's Come on in and see my I's Come on in and see my ways Come on in and see my wife My wife She's got a middle just like her
The Wolfgang Press - The Holey Man | Текст Иностранной Песни
Tame my heart, take my fears away Tame my heart, I'll turn to pulp someday Saint in my home, shame on my shame of pace Hole in my bag, complacency Hole in my soul,