Lenny Valentino The Auteurs

There were mourners on the street Of every shape and size The motorcade came down from redondo Assassins on the corner tried to throw you a line You dirty-mouth comic rodolfo Lenny valentino reside The

Lenny Valentino Luke Haines

There were mourners on the street of every shape and size The motorcade came down from Redondo Assasins on the corner tried to throw you a line You dirty-mouth comic Rodolfo Lenny Valentino reside The

Junk Shop Clothes The Auteurs

There is one reason why Your mother was a seamstress Chaim Soutine never spent A thrift shop dime In his life Lenny Bruce never walked In a dead man's shoes Even for one night Junk shop shoes Will get

The Upper Classes Auteurs

Some of the clothes you stole from your lover's home Make you glow in the dark Make you light up the room on your own Formative years were a drag But we passed the time somehow I'm in cahoots with

After Murder Park Auteurs

After Murder Park - Auteurs Esme could you shut the door And put the oil lamp on the floor I feel it coming on again Just like it did on saturday Voices after murder park In the damp in the dark

Unsolved Child Murder Auteurs

People 'round here don't like to talk about it Presumed dead Unsolved Child Murder Since they dragged the lake you know they seemed au-fait cordoned off some wood and gave the photo to a psychic

A Sister Like You Auteurs

Two sisters sighed Said, 'We might as well be lovers We're so close Just like blood brothers' And the horse guard died I lost all power She said to me 'Dis, you come down in the shower' Their mother

Valentino Diane Birch

I seen some better defames and the next one you were there Runnin' circles through the graveyard Throwin' daisies in the air Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, Valentino Whoa-oh-oh-oh, Whoa-oh-oh, my tears

Valentino Diane Birch(다이앤 버치)

I seen some better defames and the next one you were there Runnin\' circles through the graveyard Throwin\' daisies in the air Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, Valentino Whoa-oh-oh-oh, Whoa-oh-oh, my tears

Valentino Connie Francis

Curly hair dangling down on his forehead Eyes that glow like a fire in the night Dressed in black, leather jacket trimmed in silver Never want to hide or run from any fight.

Lenny Supergrass

I've been around and around, But I've got nowhere to go now, But the funny thing is, That when I'm gone, I'll kill you, When I tell you, I don't want you hoo-hoo, I've been around and around,

Lenny Supergrass

I\'ve been around and around, But I\'ve got nowhere to go now, But the funny thing is, That when I\'m gone, I\'ll kill you, When I tell you, I don\'t want you hoo-hoo, I\'ve been around and around

Valentino Nanohart

VALENTINO!

VALENTINO 키미오아 (Kimioa)

all night 이건 숙제가 아냐 day all night 정해진건 없어 bixxx im sing all night 뿔이 난듯 악마처럼 불태워 돔페리뇽타임 썩어빠진 나약한 빙다리 꺼져 불타오르는 사람만 목에 넣어 ballin 나약하게 찡찡대고 도망치는 너 bixxx 논외 불만좀 씨불이지 말고 영감을 떠올려 테이블로 다 올려 Go spend the

Valentino NMW Yanni X NMW Umberto 외 2명

[Chorus: NMW Berechet] Se uită așa frumos când ne vede-n magazine Mi-am luat atâtea haine de nu mai mi-aduc aminte Ei mă cunosc, eu nu prea cunosc pe nimeni Valentino, drip ascuns, nu-l vede oricine Se

Valentino yellowdog

Valentino 너를 갖지못해 나는 좀더 벌어 i know 내겐 과분한 걸 나도 잘알어 무법지로 향해가 시동을 걸어 시동 키워 소리높여 Valentino 너를 갖지못해 나는 좀더 벌어 i know 내겐 과분한 걸 나도 잘알어 무법지로 향해가 시동을 걸어 시동 키워 소리높여 just 난 돈벌이 아직 못나가는 거리 니 허탈감에

Standing At The Corner Of Your Heart Lenny

Going down the road to summerset You are the hardest part the sweetest thing you're the one I couldn't be I am heading down the road I am all alone I've no best friend no helping hand I've got no cozy

LENNY BRUCE Bob Dylan

LENNY BRUCE Lenny Bruce is dead but his ghost lives on and on Never did get any Golden Globe award, never made it to Synanon.

The Rubettes The Auteurs

(Sugar baby love) Another night alone, a manic episode Underneath the covers with the lights out Doo wah, where did the sad songs go?

SIRENE Valentino

C'è un mostro che mi parlaDice: "Basta con 'sta farsa"Punta diritto il dito in facciaMi riporta tra i miei guaiPrendo un Pirlo col CampariLe cartine per le 100'sBevo amari really amariDisegnavi i ...

The South Will Rise Again The Auteurs

How does the magic move around you? How does the magic move around you?

School The Auteurs

I am waiting for a man To collect me from the station He will drive me past your house And the bridge and the precinct Later on he'll stuff my mouth With flies, sit astride me I am waiting for

The Upper Classes The Auteurs

Some of the clothes you stole from your lovers home Make you glow in the dark - make you light up The room on your own Formative years were a drag but we passed the time somehow I'm in cahoots with the

Lights Out The Auteurs

Lights out, come on baby, turn the lights out Romeo and Juliet, we can be like them Come on, Leslie, turn the lights out Lights out, last exit on the motorway Drive out to the woods turn on the radio

After Murder Park The Auteurs

esme could you shut the door and put the oil lamp on the floor i feel it coming on again just like it did on saturday voices after murder park in the damp in the dark maybe we should call the law maybe

Child Brides The Auteurs

when i first saw the child brides two bridegroom boys at their side genevieve in union with -holy communion marriane the younger wife and the child brides went down to the water neptune calls out to his

Married To A Lazy Lover The Auteurs

sack the maid - put her in chains until she say's that it's painless and I couldn't care less twenty years married to a lazy lover twenty years mixing alcohol and downers sack the maid for dealing in state

Johnny & The Hurricanes The Auteurs

Ah, ho, ho, ho Ah, ho, oh, oh Ah, ho, ho, ho Ah, ho, oh, oh This is Nero calling out to God and the kids This is the kiss off kiss from the one they missed Are four young men gonna change the world again

Future Generation The Auteurs

The future generation Will take me by the hand To the common in my home grond This is the story of the band Wet weekends and New Year parties You know I mean it from the heart The next generation Will

New French Girlfriend The Auteurs

Want a girl to hold my hand When the plane lands When the cracks appear in the plan And the rocks turn into sand Better call my new French girlfriend Make an call international All around the world Money

Early Years The Auteurs

Early years were a shroud man Only a grey cloud Shot in the dark Hanging out with your dad His plans for revenge In some hick-town caravan park Never keep a good one down Early years were a dreadnought

How I Learned To Love The Bootboys The Auteurs

I'm in love A rat tailed girl Scared to dance Our church hall But it's better than being bitch Slapped in the shrubbery While the teatime classes Watching I TV Chartbusters, Bootboys All right, oh yeah

Fear Of Flying The Auteurs

you may be wary of fallen stars they're always poking around in the dark the aeriel view of a dying man screaming out can you help me invisible man you must be wary of ghosts in the dark they know all

Idiot Brother The Auteurs

They were hanging on For grim life They were clutching at straws They were sure That the ship was at port As it sailed far from shore They were keen philosophers They were keen on hurt They were like A

Tombstone The Auteurs

taking out the garbage at the columbia hotel nobody got a ticket out of cripple town better call suspension - bakelite and dial we'll take the fucking building out - baader meinhof style every day, every

Chinese Bakery The Auteurs

She's going downtown, but she comes from uptown Where the brokers and the dealers - socialise She's going downtown Cos she's a poet And the Chinese bakery's open all night Toulouse Lautrec called up today

1967 The Auteurs

"In 1967 In 1967 The clock's ticking by, I'm thirty five I think we should have a child soon In 1967 No pop in our record collection The Beatles and Stones mean nothing to us I think we should count

Dead Sea Navigators The Auteurs

their legend lay in tatters from perth to john o'groats the dead sea navigators should've been seperated at birth and of course i loved them dearly and i miss them now they're gone the dead sea navigators

Land Lovers The Auteurs

in a basement flat lying undercover in a head full of height were a couple of lovers i'll buy you some energy i'll buy you a beer hotfoot it downtown if you move i'll shoot land lovers - terrified of the

I'M A Rich Man's Toy The Auteurs

I'm a rich man's toy Sick of the way you've been putting me down Sick of all your stupid games I'm a rich man's toy You're a son of a gun and I'm easily led Coming up sometimes for air I'm a rich man's

Daughter Of A Child The Auteurs

You've had your fill of laughing gas And pacing 'round the waiting room Heard you moved into an empty house When you broke into the girls bedroom The daughter of a child Said she's got the whole thing

Show Girl The Auteurs

I took a show girl for my bride Thought my life would be right Took her bowling got her high Got myself a showgirl bride Took a job on the side In a health shop keeps me well Got my mantra for life Got

Bailed Out The Auteurs

Your star is descending Round here blindly Tell your dancing daughter That there's no room On the wing We can bitch But it ain't a tinsel town Hey!

American Guitars The Auteurs

They were failing dutifully If you're going to fail at all Failing came more easily Than it did to us all And I wanted to be there See them begin It was easy to see they were The best band to be in I gave

Don't Trust The Stars The Auteurs

don't think 'It was meant to be' I don't think 'It just had to be' So how can it be pre-arranged When there's no order anyway I found myself barefoot on stones I don't think it was destiny It wasn't in the

Starstruck The Auteurs

First child and a showbiz son Always hide where you come from Mother got out rehab And I was born I was starstruck When I was young It's never too soon To tread the boards I was in Vaudeville At age five

How Could I Be Wrong The Auteurs

In my role As a groundbreaker As a pallbearer In my past life As a benefactor My lost years As an actor The stars are brighter Are lighter Then they have been for years Those stars are tighter At one time

Housebreaker The Auteurs

When I first met you You were not house trained A backwoods trier The world's your oyster Your time is mine What's yours is mine all mine There's no honour Amongst thieves So we worked together A varied

Valet Parking The Auteurs

CHORUS Never thought I'd see the day When your pale face turned grey Got no guts, got no fame Your epitaph Sorely missed Your unfaithful slave

Home Again The Auteurs

Home Again Housesitting again Rifle through Your possessions and stuff Things that you Are ashamed of Home again, housesitting again Looking through photos At the back of your drawer The way that you looked