Autore: Corey Smith

Corey Smith – There Goes the Neighborhood

Take me out tonight Where there’s music and there’s people Who are young and alive Driving in your car I never, never want to go home Because I haven’t got one Anymore Take me out tonight Because I want to see people And I want to see lights Driving in your car Oh please, don’t drop me home Because it’s not my home, it’s their home And I’m welcome no more And if a double-decker bus Crashes into us To die by your side Is such a heavenly way to die And if a ten ton truck Kills the both of us To die by your side Well, the pleasure, the privilege is mine Take me out tonight Take me anywhere, I don’t care.. And in the darkened underpass I thought: ‘Oh God, my chance has come at last!’ But then a strange fear gripped me And I just couldn’t ask Take me out tonight Oh take me anywhere, I don’t care.. Driving in your car I never, never want to go home Because I haven’t got one Oh I haven’t got one And if a double-decker bus Crashes into us To die by your side Is such a heavenly way to die And if a ten ton truck Kills the both of us To die by your side Well, the pleasure, the privilege is mine There is a...

Read More

Corey Smith – As Angels Cry

i’d say you make a perfect angel in the snow all crushed out on the way you are better stop before it goes too far don’t you know that i love you sometimes i feel like only a cold still life that fell down here to lay beside you don’t you know that i love you sometimes i feel like only a cold still life only a frozen still life that fell down here to lay beside...

Read More

Corey Smith – Leaving An Angel

this one goes out to all the big willies big Will the high roller strolling through with an entoruage hard to camaflouge when you livin’ this large I be smooth like debarge with a five car garage out for the night with my squad and we be flossin’ down the fifteen my whole auroa gleamin’ who that kid in the green v envy brother schemin’ I ain’t thinkin’ bout them racing chicks in the pink b.m. with my speakers tweakin’ freakin’ off this weekend in Las Vegas boss players all across the board move makers and shakers money can’t break us but the places it can take us big will in the limelight rhyme tight and we gon’ have some fun tonight Chorus: now how we do it (you know it’s Big Willie style baby) now how we doin’ it (you know it’s Big Willie style) repeat Verse 2: I’m in a five star casino shuttin’ crap tables down (boom) non bettin’ willie watchers standin’ around strictly millionaire status you can feel the eyes lookin’ at us how bad they wanna be us (parlay) Charlie Mack got my back with his eyes on my stack brothers don’t know how to act when you drive a four-five black people stop and stare havin’ drinks at the bar a round for everybody with these big willie cards from civllians to stars...

Read More

Corey Smith – Fast Track

I’d like to drop my trousers to the world I am a man of means (of slender means) Each household appliance Is like a new science in my town And if the day came when I felt a natural emotion I’d get such a shock I’d probably jump in the ocean And when a train goes by It’s such a sad sound It’s such a sad thing I’d like to drop my trousers to the Queen Every sensible child will know what this means The poor and the needy Are selfish and greedy on her terms And if the day came when I felt a natural emotion I’d get such a shock I’d probably jump in the ocean And when a train goes by It’s such a sad sound It’s such a sad thing And when I’m lying in my bed I think about life and then I think about death And neither one particularly appeals to me And if the day came when I felt a natural emotion I’d get such a shock I’d probably lie In the middle of the street and die I’d lie down and...

Read More

Corey Smith – If I Could Do It Again

Sweetness, sweetness I was only joking When I said I’d like to smash every tooth In your head Sweetness, sweetness I was only joking When I said by rights you should be Bludgeoned in your bed And now I know how Joan of Arc felt Now I know how Joan of Arc felt As the flames rose to her roman nose And her walkman started to melt Bigmouth.. bigmouth.. Bigmouth strikes again And I’ve got no right to take my place To the Human race And now I know how Joan of Arc felt Now I know how Joan of Arc felt As the flames rose to her roman nose And her hearing-aid started to...

Read More

Speciale Maggie & Bianca

Maggie e Bianca - logo ginger

Video Recenti

Loading...