seru82

Dorian Grey is 4 things :
          	
          	First of all, a celebrity.
          	Second of all, extremely cunty.
          	Three, gay
          	Four, homophobic
          	
          	That's all i have to say about Dorian.

seru82

Hello Frank how're you doing?
          Are you alright?
          
          Sunday morning blues, you know
          Just ain't the best
          When you just want to lie down
          And have a good rest
          
          Coz the nerves kind of get to you
          When you feel kinda small
          And all those things moving
          Up and down against the wall
          
          Then you tie on that bandana
          And you feel kind of tough
          People know you know
          That life is really of rough
          
          And your mama comes and hits you
          With a plastic telephone
          And she's gone and tell you
          That you're not even home
          And she has called you
          On that telephone
          Oh she has called you
          On that telephone
          Your mum said you weren't home
          She called you on the telephone
          Your mum told you weren't home
          Oh mama what did you do?
          What did you do?
          She thinks I'm with her
          I'm gonna get blue
          I'm gonna cut my throat
          I'm gonna smash my head
          I'm gonna jump into the bath
          I'm gonna lie in bed
          
          Well anyway that never happened
          Because one day
          Religion came to stay
          Oh yeah religion came to stay
          Oh yeah bad vibes they've gone all away
          Oh yeah religion come to stay
          
          All right what you tell rastafar
          I tell you god there in the heaven
          And he looks after you
          And that's what they say
          
          Well I'm telling you from
          The southern united states of america
          That god and christ are in your body
          And they're living with you
          
          Dominus, vosbicum etu
          Spiritu tuum
          All right, let's pray!
          Let us pray!
          Po po po
          Let us pray!
          Ha ha ha ha
          Let us pray!
          Pray pray pray
          Baby pray, pray for us
          Jesus Christ
          Won't you pray for us?
          Oh, won't you pray for us?
          
          I think we're there
          Oh no, maybe not
          Doesn't matter, keep going
          Well you know
          These songs get kinda long
          Especially when they call me on the telephone, recently
          Well I've been thinking about things
          But I've forgotten of what I thought
          So I think I'll just go on and sing this
          
          Oh baby stand by me
          Oh no no
          No woman no cry
          Oh no
          La rubia tarada

seru82

You never give me your money
          You only give me your funny paper
          And in the middle of negotiations
          You break down
          
          I never give you my number
          I only give you my situation
          And in the middle of investigation
          I break down
          
          Out of college, money spent
          See no future, pay no rent
          All the money's gone, nowhere to go
          Any jobber got the sack
          Monday morning, turning back
          Yellow lorry slow, nowhere to go
          But oh, that magic feeling, nowhere to go
          Oh, that magic feeling
          Nowhere to go, nowhere to go
          
          One sweet dream
          Pick up the bags and get in the limousine
          Soon we'll be away from here
          Step on the gas and wipe that tear away
          One sweet dream came true today
          Came true today
          Came true today (yes, it did)
          
          One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
          All good children go to Heaven
          
          One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
          All good children go to Heaven
          
          One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
          All good children go to Heaven
          
          One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
          All good children go to Heaven
          
          One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
          All good children go to Heaven
          
          One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
          All good children go to Heaven
          
          One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
          All good children go to Heaven

seru82

Ahhhh
          Here come the Sun King
          Here come the Sun King
          Everybody's laughing
          Everybody's happy
          Here come the Sun King
          Quando para mucho mi amore de felice corazon
          Mundo paparazzi mi amore chica ferdi parasol
          Questo obrigado tanta mucho que can eat it carousel
          
          
          

seru82

Oh, listen to that now
          Oh, look out, it's
          
          She came in through the bathroom window
          Protected by a silver spoon
          But now she sucks her thumb and wanders
          By the banks of her own lagoon
          
          Didn't anybody tell her?
          Didn't anybody see?
          Sunday's on the phone to Monday
          Tuesday's on the phone to me
          
          She said she'd always been a dancer
          She worked at fifteen clubs a day
          And though she thought I knew the answer
          Well, I knew what I could not say
          
          And so I quit the police department
          And got myself a steady job
          And though she tried her best to help me
          She could steal but she could not rob
          
          Didn't anybody tell her?
          Didn't anybody see?
          Sunday's on the phone to Monday
          Tuesday's on the phone to me
          Oh yeah

seru82

I've got a word or two
          To say about the things that you do
          You're telling all those lies
          About the good things that we can have
          If we close our eyes
          
          Do what you want to do
          And go where you're going to
          Think for yourself
          'Cause I won't be there with you
          
          I left you far behind
          The ruins of the life that you had in mind
          And though you still can't see
          I know your mind's made up
          You're gonna cause more misery
          
          Do what you want to do
          And go where you're going to
          Think for yourself
          'Cause I won't be there with you
          
          Although your mind's opaque
          Try thinking more if just for your own sake
          The future still looks good
          And you've got time to rectify
          All the things that you should
          
          Do what you want to do
          And go where you're going to
          Think for yourself
          'Cause I won't be there with you
          
          Do what you want to do
          And go where you're going to
          Think for yourself
          'Cause I won't be there with you
          Think for yourself
          'Cause I won't be there with you