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We're sitting in the corner Drinking nineteen dollar beer Meatheads are walkin' over here They're kickin' us out on the town That's it, fuck the Cambie And bouncers with tiny dicks We're jumping on the 96 We're going to main street now! Pints of lager o

Oh! A drop of Nelson's Blood wouldn't do us any harm! A drop of Nelson's Blood wouldn't do us any harm! A drop of Nelson's Blood wouldn't do us any harm! And we’ll all hang on behind! And we’ll roll the old chariot along, We’ll roll the old chariot along

Based on the song "Istanbul (Not Constantinople)", which was released for the 500th anniversary of the fall of Constantinople. This song is a humorous take on the Protestant Reformation that began in 1517 and turned 500 in 2017, the end of which this was

Love, give me your time And pour me more wine Set by the fire, we two And I'd give it all for you'Cause now, out in the streets It's silent, it's sweet And echoing softHow the bells They played their songs for you And the bells They played their s

I said,Heaven is a country that hasn't been foundThere's people out there who aren't even aroundAnd as you slowly make your way down bottomless stairsI hope you know that I'm a friend who tries not to careAnd says,Oh no, no, I can't help you thereYou gott

Siento La Tierra, bailando gano la guerra Mi cuerpo siente, siente, siente La Tierra Cuando mis pies besan el piso Siento La Tierra, bailando gano la guerra Mi cuerpo siente, siente, siente La Tierra Cuando mis pies besan el piso Baila diferente a todas

https://lyricstranslate.com/en/ojala-i-hope.html-0Ojalá que las hojas no te toquen el cuerpo cuando caigan Para que no las puedas convertir en cristal Ojalá que la lluvia deje de ser milagro que baja por tu cuerpo Ojalá que la luna pueda salir sin ti Ojal

The music played with a calming frequency. The speakers gently seeped the sound of ambient keyboards and light percussion, Creating a seductive soundtrack to our midnight drive through curtains of blackness. The windows were cold to the touch, Reflecting

Desde mis montañas Nieve, viento y sol, He bajado al valle Pa verte, mi amor. He bajado al valle Con una canción, Llena de perfumes, Nieve, viento y sol. Traje la esperanza. Traje la emoción. Y solo desdenes Me llevo de vos. Vuelvo a la mon