Vedi blu e ti senti fragile ora sgomma vieni giù e non c'è da ridere...
Ah-ha-ha, ah-aaaah Ah-ha-ha, ah-aaaah Ah-ha-ha, keep thinking 'bout his angeleyes I keep thinking, a-aaah Last...
Once round outside and check the door Only thing he came here lookin' for One...
There's just too many rages Too many infinite screams at night, we're living in concrete...
(bono, the edge) Producer: nellee hooper Albums: wildest dreams (96), goldeneye soundtrack (95) See reflections...
Neckbone or backbone neckbone or back You got no fiction...
I wanna be The richest American I wanna live Out...
Blast off, blast off to nowhere Blast off ... this...
20 miles to texas, 25 to hell Where the weather's...
The trip is on for a million miles, 93 to...
Like a kung fu maniac drunk on the blood of...
I know a man-his face is like plastic Stretch smile...
Want to be everybody Wish that i wasn't me Was...
You get the head, the tail, the whole damn thing...
Goddamn, even superman shot himself Blew his mind couldn't save...