Pig - Sweet child
Tekst :
I see evil...
I hear... evil
I see evil...
I hear... evil
My child... my love... my child
I wanna be more than I am
I wanna give more than I can
I wanna let you live your life
Though day is over and it is night
Through trial, temptation
You re the one, my redemption
People talk of wrong or right
The gods have flown, they ve taken fright
Left you little one alone
To fend and die on your own
I m gonna love you now and ever
I m gonna hold myself together
Wrap my soul around you
Hold you tightly through the night
I m gonna love you now and ever
Hold you all the days I have
We re gonna be together now
But I ll love you forever
I wanna be more than I am
I wanna give more than I can
I wanna let you live your life
Though day is over and it is night
Sweet child
My child
My love
I wanna be more than I am
I wanna give more than I can
I wanna let you live your life
Though day is over and it is night
Through trial, temptation you re the one
My redemption
People talk of wrong or right
The gods have flown, they ve taken fright
Left you little one alone
To fend and die on your own
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Gimme danger little stranger
And I ll feel you bleed
Gimme danger little stranger
And I ll heal your disease
There s nothing in my dreams
But some ugly memories
Kiss me like the ocean breeze
Well if you will be my lover
I will shiver and sing
But if you will be my master
Then I will do anything
There...
We ve gone too far, what are we to do now?
We pass the distant stars and I ask how, how, how
Lost in space, we ll never get back
Subject to an alien attack
Lost in space the sky s all black
Their scopes...
In the old days - I seen em come and go
Built on a huge fort - that much I know
Maybe a good deal - hard to find
Location unknown - again this time
Chorus: Keepin the road clear
Hang at...
There is nothing that competes with habit
And I know it s neither deep nor tragic
It s simply that you have to have it
So you can make a killing
Oh you can make a killing
Oh you can make a killing
I wish I was both...
You broke your promise, baby
You don t love, honor or obey
You won t do nothing I tell you
You go on mistreating me everyday
You re hardly acting your part, baby
You won t do nothing the preacher says
You don t love me, baby
You don t even wish me well
Honor s just a...