Peace? I hate the word. As I hate hell, all Montagues.
I had a dream last night 'Cause it looked just like a dream I had a dream last night But it looked unlike a dream Mercy, mercy, I'm made of parts Make me a suit so I can get it off Heaven help my head is spin'n round Stop this airplane cause I got to get down I had a dream last night, and it fit me like a glove I had a dream last night, and it fit me like a glove
Here's to the Montagues, John Wayne, and Bette Davis And Romeo, he waved before this chorus girl and beggars hair Juliet is up in heaven, a pocket full of pills And Jesus drives to Mexico, to get her prescription filled
I had a dream last night, and it fit me like a glove I heard a scream last night It was getting kinda fun (yeah, rock out, whatever)
I had a dream last night, because she looked just like a dream I had a dream last night, because she looked just like a dream She was on fire last night, and I was breathing gasoline I had a dream last night, and it fit me like a glove I had to scream last night Lord of Love
I didn't know where to shake my butt Walked backwards, fucked like a fox I was more fucked up than your sister's tackle box Three a.m. at five o'clock And one of us leaves, and I got shot! Shot me down Yeah, whatever, rock out That's it, that's my rhyme, take it to the streets, bitchTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.