Throw my hand on a blade for ya (yeah, yeah) I'd jump in front of a train for ya (yeah, yeah) You know I'd do anything for ya (yeah, yeah) Take a bullet straight through my brain Yes, I would die for ya baby But you won't do the same Gave you all I had

With a too-ri-aa, fol-did-dle-di-aa, too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa, with a too-ri-aa, fol-did-dle-di-aa, too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa "O Mrs. McGrath," the sergeant said "Would you like a soldier of your son Ted? With a scarlet coat and a big cocked hat Now Mrs.

So let it be written So let it be done I'm sent here by the chosen one To kill the first born pharaoh son I'm creeping death Die by my hand (die) I creep across the land (die) Killing first born man (die)

I want you all to myself Let our bodies do the talking I want you here in my arms We'll hide away in the dark Go and let your long hair fall I want you all, all, all to myself We don't need anyone else Let our shadows paint the wall Slip your hand in my

Please don’t let me die in Florida, I don’t care about my name. Throw my bed on to a train. And this is what I know. If you catch me dying in Orlando If you catch me dying in Daytona I was born in Indian summer, In the Southern long ago. Where those

Clouds and clowns You don't have to come down Tell it like it is You don't have to die before you live Life, woo ooo, life, woo ooo You might get angry sometimes But don't let it turn you around All you gotta do is get your livin' now

Well my devil won't let me out Well my devil won't (Fuck the law) As I maneuver through the streets A policeman and then the predeceased bodies of those who disagree (Like, fuck them all) I pray the soldiers get release The price of grief wasn't cheap

Die hard the hunter You can't do that, no, you can't do that (Hunter) there's no lookin' back (Die hard) he's lost in the crowd (Die hard) you're caught in a trap (Hunter) die hard and proud You can't do that Let's welcome home the soldier boy (far away,

Like a vision standin' there, Lips poutin', a come-on stare, Come on, I thought I had your number, Workin' up an appetite for love, Don't let me die of hunger, Ain't ya got no heart, No compassion for your lover, When I get you on the floor, I find it's

Hey sexy lady you be fine drive me crazy movin' on, and on, and on Sexy, hot, I love your style girl, put it on me Brian and Tony gold let the ladies know, they got it goin' on Hey sexy lady, I like your flow Your body's bangin', out of control (uh) You