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O, what a parish, a terrible parish,
O, what a parish is that o Dunkel ,
They hangit their minister, droon d their precentor
Dang doun the steeple, and fuddled the bell.
The steeple was doun, but the Kirk was still staunin ,
They biggit a lum whaur the bell used to hang,
A stellpat they gat and they brewed Hieland whisky,
On Sundays they drank it, and ranted and sang.
O, had you but seen how graceful it lookit
To see the cramm d pews sae socially join
Macdonald the piper stuck up in the poopit
He made the pipes skirl out music divine.
Wi whisky and beer, they d curse and they d swear
They d argy and fecht what ye daurna weel tell
Bout Geordie and Cherlie they bothered fu rarely
Wi whisky they re worse than the devil himsel .
When the heart-cheerin spirit had mounted their garret
To a ball on the green they a did adjourn
Maids wi coats kilted, they steppit and liltit
When tired they shook hands, and then hame did return.
If the kirks a owre Scotland held like social meetin s
Nae warning ye d need from a far-tinklin bell
For a true love and friendship wad draw ye thegither
Far better than roarin the horrors o hell.

I d give anything to be back home in Santa Rosa
How I wish this road would take me home where I belong
Cause I have found no other place where I will stay
I m tired and broke, my dreams have failed along the way

I d give anything to be back...

Come on...

So messed up, I want you here
In my room, I want you here
Where we can be face to face,
And I lay right down in my favourite place...

Now I wanna be your dog (x4)

(Break)

Come on...

Now I m ready to close my eyes...
Now I m ready to close my mind...
Now I...

[Chorus]
We should be touchin, on da bed on da couch now
prefer the living room, we should be touchin

[David Banner]
Let ya boys make love,
let me hit ya from da back, hair pullin, hot wax
They won’t do it like...

Wiem, zamykasz oczy jak ja
W sen uciekasz i w tamten świat
Gdy ważniejsze nie było nic
Jawą, snem
Byłam ja
Byłeś Ty

Ciał rozgrzanych tryumfalny łuk
Fal seanse u naszych stóp
Czas równie leniwy jak my
Ledwie trwał

Keeper of my heart

For you I would tattoo me with lines crossing into a hand and a heart that would never bleed
With the twilight and the horse drawn on my arm
Standing for an addiction pray we go unharmed

Here is my love and anger you see now...