It's Christmas day and I wish I was surfing I've always hated the snow I wonder how the waves are looking On the shores of Mexico So put me on a plane I'll go any destination As long as it's not cold And the surf is high so here's an invitation Oh, come on girl, let's go I'm dreaming of the breakers I'm wishing I could take you there Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh It's Christmas day and I wanna go surfing Somewhere far from here Take me to where the sun is shining And the ocean air is clear I don't care I'll go any destination Just as long as you'll come too We'll pend our Christmas night by a beach on the sand Under a silver moon I'm dreaming of the breakers I'm wishing I could take you there Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Out by the ocean blue I'll sing this song for you It's Christmas Day and I wish I was surfing Christmas Day and I wish I was surfing Christmas Day and I wish I was surfing

I was born in a system that doesn't give a fuck About you nor me nor the life... of our kids Keep my guns load, you never know, Just in case things get frig That's just the way i live, yeah! That's me, yeah! as is Don't come misbehaving, don't take it slight Behave your self when you're making it right Don't be a victim of things i do too survive Cause i won't wish you any good, you babylonians Disrespect coming out their mouth (oooh) Now you get me mad I shove it down your throat You know, i burn babylon, Wi ain't got nothing in common I'm a son of soloman Telling me lies ain't gonna get you nowhere Now you turn a side to... Damn! You can chatta but i see my lips can suffer Yow when i get rich you can touch them fool but not this If yo diss then yo dead, pow mother fucker go ahead Because i won't be playing To pump your fucking head full a lead (yeah) That's the way i live, yeah thats me as is Verse 2 I was born in a corrupted system it doesn't give a fuck About you nor me nor the life... of our lovely kids I keep my guns load, you never know, Things get frig That's just how i live, That's me, yeah, as is Informer say they spot mah gun, what gun? Could'nt be my shot gun Last fool that spot that gun, drop down I was born in a corrupted system it doesn't give a fuck About you nor me nor the life... of our lovely kids I keep my guns load, you never know, Things get frig That's just how i live.

I heard the bells on Christmas Day Their old familiar carols play And wild and sweet, the words repeat Of peace on earth, goodwill to men I thought how as the day had come The belfries of all Christendom Had rolled along, unbroken song Of peace on earth, goodwill to men And in despair I bowed my head "There is no peace on earth", I said For hate is strong, that mocks the song Of peace on earth, goodwill to men Then pealed the bells more loud and deep God is not dead, nor doth He sleep The wrong shall fail, the right prevail With peace on earth, goodwill to men Till ringin' singin', on its way The world revolve from night to day A voice, a chime – a chant sublime Of peace on earth, goodwill to men Then pealed the bells more loud and deep God is not dead, nor doth He sleep The wrong shall fail, the right prevail With peace on earth, goodwill to men

A redwood tree The radio They moved them down the hall A beauty queen from Idaho Was broken in the fall Never write a love song Never write a trip hop Never write a ballad Got to get a grip now 'Cause nothing ever matters If you hide away from it all In twenty years this place will be Just like L.A. today Never write a love song Never write a trip hop Never write a ballad Got to get a grip now Cause nothing ever matters If you hide away from it all Never write a love song Never write a trip hop Never write a ballad Got to get a grip now 'Cause nothing ever matters If you hide away from it all From it all

Paralleles De Montsegur Esperit Roi De Fous Ma couronne est posée sur la tête Qui voit toujours au fond des personnages hideux Qui disent oui, qui disent non Où en est la raison? Mon plaisir est d'être dans mon lit Où des lanières de cuir m'entravent les poignets A l'abris des délires Des dangers du monde Je suis un Roi de fous Et mon royaume est construit de blanc Blancs, mes serviteurs et mes sujets Sont tous à mes pieds Mon Empire est cerné de barreaux Ainsi mes gens dociles ne peuvent en sortir Pour guérir leur folie Pour qu'ils restent avec moi Je suis un Roi de fous Et mon royaume est construit de blanc Blancs, mes serviteurs et mes sujets Sont tous à mes pieds Mon père aussi était Roi de fous! Grand-père aussi, Roi de fous! Certains disent qu'eux-mêmes étaient tous fous Ils disent aussi que je suis fou, si fou!

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Baby, your making me want you. An baby, your making me love you. We're in the city, city. Making me want you. We're in the city, city. Making me love you, making me care. Do doo doo... do doo doo doo. Da da daa. da daa. da da. Baby, your making me want you. (want you.) An baby, your making me love you. (love you.) We're in the city, city, making me want you. (want you.) We're in the city, city, city, making me love you. Making me care Do doo doo. do doo doo doo... Da daa daa. da daa. Do doo doo. do doo doo doo. Da daa daa... da daa. Da daa (Want you.) (Love you.) (Want you.) In the city your footsteps float in the air In the city at night There's no one else there In the city see all the old street lamps again In the city they took all the new ones away You wind down a window to let in some light Through the middle of glass and billboards at night And pausing to catch your breath in the rain In the city your home again Again. Do doo doo... do doo doo doo. Da daa daa. da daa. Do doo doo... do doo doo doo. Da daa daa. da daa. Da daa. Da daa.