歌词murder that

If you'll meet me at the Red Barn As sure as I have life I will take you to Ipswich Town And there make you my wife." He straight went home and fetched his gun, His pickaxe and his spade. He went unto the Red Barn And there he dug her grave. Come all

Artist: The Muder of My Sweet Album: Divanity Title: Bleed Me Dry Do I make you feel obliged? Afraid or justified? I felt pain a thousand times How do you sleep at night? Provoking me to fall like trash Defying every part I am Abusing me is all you c

(Murder) It's murder on the dancefloor But you better not kill the groove Dj, gonna burn this goddamn house right down Oh, I know I know I know I know I know I know About your kind And so and so and so and so and so and so I'll have to play If you th

(Murder Inc, what's my motherfuckin' name?) R U L E (Blowin' back on this Mary Jane, I'm analyzin' the game) And the game done chose me (To bring pain to pussy niggaz and pussy hoes, it's one in the same) Ever since you told me (There's only room for

I know this little girl Her name is maxine Her beauty is Like a bunch of rose If I ever tell you 'bout maxine You would a say I don't know what I know (But) Murder she wrote (Fi real fi real) Murder she wrote Murder she wrote Murder she wrote Watch y

I used to think that she was an angel from the sky Used to think... But guys and girls and everybody seems to lie I don't know why I don't know why Nothing ever stays the same I don't know why I don't know why But she got away with murder and she sho

Finally found a fella Almost completely divine But his vocabulary Is killing this romance of mine We get into an intimate situation And then begins this character's conversation He says, murder, he says Every time we kiss He says, murder, he says At

Shiny gun, shiny gun, shiny gun right now it's time for the showdown. I never want to hold the gun without the glove's upon my hand, don't leave the finger prints on the murder weapon. One of them come i'm gonna kill them dead, two of them come i'm g

roll a four roll a nine Find yourself washed up in paradise But like before You didn't mind Someone else washed up in paradise If I really did (everyday) What a nice day for a murder You call yourself a killer but the only thing your killing is your

Hey Miss Murder, can I Hey Miss Murder, can I Make beauty stay if I take my life? With just a look they shook And heavens bowed before him Simply a look can break your heart The stars that pierce the sky He left them all behind We're left to wonder w

Don't wanna let this moment slip away 不想让这一刻轻易溜走 Cause I-I have something that I really need to say 因为我有些事必须要说 And it's killing me inside 这让我撕心裂肺 I think that you don't understand 我觉得你不明白 How I-I would give you all I have and all I am 我多么想把一切都给你 Till

I've seen and done things I want to forget; I've seen soldiers fall like lumps of meat, Blown and shot out beyond belief. Arms and legs were in the trees. I've seen and done things I want to forget; coming from an unearthly place, Longing to see a wo

Oriental beauty lady of the night Enters my van we go to an isolated area No sign of civilization just her and me, alone Demonic lust takes over beaten to semi-conciseness Bound and gagged I move her into position lying face-down I spread her thighs

The dark crow man sits and stares into the oblivion into cold into nothingness; it's snowing in his mind. He's created himself in his own image. Lust held for him means naught, a knock on the door brings no smile to his cruel lips; the welcome in a w

I'm not quite myself these days Guess we all come undone Time to time in different ways well, I have myself to blame. Guess I don't understand, I need help anyway Awesome Riff God's got no plans for me Well I'm gonna tell you one thing: I don't got t

(Now I got a murder rap) --"gt; Flavor Flav (Cause a brother like me said, well...) --"gt; Chuck D (2x) [ KM.G ] Yo, Cold 187 They tryin to give you a murder rap And you ain't even like that Yo, serve these niggas, cause they deserve to get diss

New York to London, We're International baby Thara... Jay Sean Hey ho Hey ho Hey ho Hey ho M-U-R-DER You are. Girl You're Murder Boy You're Murder M-U-R-DER You are. Girl You're Murder Boy You're Murder That Girl is Murder, she's a one eighty seven H

I'm standing here Looking at your photograph I can't believe I'm all alone And you're not coming back On and on We rode the storm I sometimes wish I'd never been born Alone here Crying out for love When times were hard We struggled through A long, lo

Intro (Bizarre): Detroit, Motown Hey, guess what They gave us a super bowl this year an you know what happened Chorus: Robbin, shootin', killin', Murder (Murder, murdeeeerrrr) Robbin, shootin', killin', Murder (Murder, murdeeeerrrr) Verse 1 (Bizarre)

The God, The gun The vasoline You dirty pig I'm cuming inside you The pain, The fear The flash, The scream You dirty whores I'll murder all of you I monster living sin I hate myself the way it slips in Taste the black it's on my lips So I can cum aga