I went on the river for money, I sold my old rotten shack For a rusty tanker leaking oil, and the burning sun was on my back Traveled up the ragin' river
By the time you're natural By the time you die I'll take my head and spin it for you I'll just look around And I call you liar And I call you dead You
There's a danger zone, not a stranger zone Than the little plot I walk on that I call my home Full of eerie sights, weird and skeery sights Ev'ry vicious
Amazona Is a zone where There is no doubt No more fall-out Why don't you step Through the mirror and see? From Arizona to El Dorado Sure is a mighty
Adam ant/marco pirroni Just stay out of my face And get out of this place Stop pulling my string If you want a nice face Boy None so dull as spoken
I was missin' in action on the side of a carton I was taken in a Datsun from a street in Acton I was missin' in action on the side of a carton I was taken
Somewhere on the edge of time You hear a plaintive song Remembering a way of life That seemed to go on and on and on What can we offer them now In a world
Bow your head Feel the weight of this ocean Falling down from the sky You need somebody To share that emotion The lonely mountain you climb You're so
There is a river that runs from the mountains That one river is all rivers All rivers are that one There is a tree that stands in the forest That one
Here in the country we dance and we play And we pray to our saints and we make love all day I fell in love with a real city boy Who's afraid of his nature
Amazonas I can hear you calling Like a stranger I am rolling home. Amazonas I can hear you calling Like a stranger I am rolling home. Amazonas when the
Amazonia Amazonia From the heart of Amazonia Comes the very air we breathe But the people there are poor Can't see the forest for the trees In the time
Dis-moi qui diable m?envoie Ces hordes de chevaux Que je monte a cru Comme un garcon Et qui les dresse contre moi Et les lance au galop Dis-moi qui, Qui
E finita la frutta, solo polvere per noi. E finita la frutta, solo cenere negli occhi. Quello che ora noi mangiamo non e mandarino, non e mango, non e
Horses are bridled and waiting, We ride with the morning light.. .. Misty morning Tracks of the creatures to follow The path of exotic life. .. Danger
Paroles d'amazones Paroles de guerriere Galope ma peuplanes sur les chevaux de la colere Paroles de fer Paroles de guerieres Mon empire tisser sur un
Amazona Is a zone where There is no doubt No more fall-out - Why don't you step Through the mirror and see' From Arizona To Eldorado Sure is a mighty
I was missin' in action On the side of a carton I was taken in a Datsun From a street in Action [x2] I was sipping on a Rubicon Thinking 'bout where