by Jarrod Alonge on album Beating a Dead Horse: Deluxe Ultra-Limited Exclusive Undead Edition

Maybe we, why don't we, Rip you off for half an hour We'll speak of what a thief I am, And how we stole your songs again And yet I've made hundreds of dollars The downloads run behind closed doors in

by Jarrod Alonge on album Beating a Dead Horse: Deluxe Ultra-Limited Exclusive Undead Edition

Maybe we, why don't we, Rip you off for half an hour We'll speak of what a thief I am, And how we stole your songs again And yet I've made hundreds of dollars The downloads run behind closed doors in

by Jarrod Alonge on album Beating a Dead Horse

Maybe we, why don't we, Rip you off for half an hour We'll speak of what a thief I am, And how we stole your songs again And yet I've made hundreds of dollars The downloads run behind closed doors in

by CocoRosie on album Heartache City

Warming the hearts of tragic hoodlum spirits Brighten the eyes of petty thieves who crawl at night Who feign to use a knife Jingle jangle the cosmo's are on fire The blazing lines of the criminal

by Thokk on album Of Rape And Vampirism

[music & lyrics Thegn Damieus] Eventide sets about Castle Vyrence Autumnal winds blow leaves through it's iron gates Thorny towers of cold stone loom Silhouetted against a darkening vault Th

by Carola on album Christmas in Bethlehem

Who has lit the starlight that shines so bright in your eyes? Who has lit the darkness for the shepherds on this night? Who has placed the straw crown that sits upon your small brow? Who has brought t