by Black Sabbath on album Sabbath Bloody Sabbath
Yes I know the secret That's within your mind You think all the people Who worship you are blind You're just like Big Brother Giving us your trust And when you have played enough You'll just cast our
by Scared Of Bears on album Half Empty
You are the feeling that I get the first time it snows You are the reason I'm still here You are the window in my bedroom that I never close You're the silence that I fear You're the heat in my car on
by Scared Of Bears on album Half Empty
You are the feeling that I get the first time it snows You are the reason I'm still here You are the window in my bedroom that I never close You're the silence that I fear You're the heat in my car on
by Jackie Faraoui on album Middle Class Dreamers
You tried to keep us fellas in blindness Preaching about love and thy kindness Behind closed doors you were raping us Tried to be holy it was frightening When lights would go down we'd run hiding In
by Body Count on album Born Dead
You say that I hang out all night, that's okay, 'Cause you drink all muthafuckin' day You come home hit mom, smack mom, beat mom, Raise another brew to your face with you Swollen palm Then you come in
by Body Count on album Born Dead
You say that I hang out all night, that's okay, 'Cause you drink all muthafuckin' day You come home hit mom, smack mom, beat mom, Raise another brew to your face with you Swollen palm Then you come in
by Body Count on album Born Dead
You say that I hang out all night, that's okay, 'Cause you drink all muthafuckin' day You come home hit mom, smack mom, beat mom, Raise another brew to your face with you Swollen palm Then you come in
by Body Count on album Born Dead / Live in Europe
You say that I hang out all night, that's okay, 'Cause you drink all muthafuckin' day You come home hit mom, smack mom, beat mom, Raise another brew to your face with you Swollen palm Then you come in
by Body Count on album Born Dead / Live in Europe
You say that I hang out all night, that's okay, 'Cause you drink all muthafuckin' day You come home hit mom, smack mom, beat mom, Raise another brew to your face with you Swollen palm Then you come in
by Body Count on album Born Dead
You say that I hang out all night, that's okay, 'Cause you drink all muthafuckin' day You come home hit mom, smack mom, beat mom, Raise another brew to your face with you Swollen palm Then you come in
by Body Count on album Surviving the Gig...
You say that I hang out all night, that's okay, 'Cause you drink all muthafuckin' day You come home hit mom, smack mom, beat mom, Raise another brew to your face with you Swollen palm Then you come in
by Body Count on album Surviving the Gig...
You say that I hang out all night, that's okay, 'Cause you drink all muthafuckin' day You come home hit mom, smack mom, beat mom, Raise another brew to your face with you Swollen palm Then you come in
by Squeeze on album Babylon and On
(Difford/Tilbrook) I could smell the rain Dripping through the fresh cut grass I could spell your name On the wet and steamed up glass But you were just a name, a face I had conceived As being beauti
by Squeeze on album Babylon and On
(Difford/Tilbrook) I could smell the rain Dripping through the fresh cut grass I could spell your name On the wet and steamed up glass But you were just a name, a face I had conceived As being beauti
by Squeeze on album Babylon and On
(Difford/Tilbrook) I could smell the rain Dripping through the fresh cut grass I could spell your name On the wet and steamed up glass But you were just a name, a face I had conceived As being beauti
by Squeeze on album Babylon and On
(Difford/Tilbrook) I could smell the rain Dripping through the fresh cut grass I could spell your name On the wet and steamed up glass But you were just a name, a face I had conceived As being beauti
by the Wizards on album Full Moon in Scorpio
Who are you when you hide in the dark? Who´s the beast when you bring out the knives? there is a trial on the outskirts of town I know you, you've taken this path who are you when you dance under the
by Gretchen Wilson feat. Randy Bachman on album Power Rock Duos
Who are you? Who, who, who, who? I woke up in a Soho doorway A policeman knew my name He said, you can go sleep at home tonight If you can get up and walk away I staggered back to the underground An