Тексты песен VOODOOCULT

He bangs his head against the wall He bangs his head against the law He stops talking anymore He stops smoking anymore Albert is a headbanger Albert is a fatbanger He bangs his head against himsel

I just remember the day when I travelled to the smaller island They ferry so full of lunatics...in a disco, in a grotto. I was riving in extremes and ecstasy In the early morning hours, I stole a hun

(This is NOT a song about Bruce Lee or his son)The sun feels good and George the fighter knows he's the strongest man in Italy and Sicily Wining all the sicily man-fights Tattoo-ed anywhere and

Let hope and trust feel down on you - and smile let time die hard no you - and simle! How do I know if your simle is true? Your civil-mask lets nothing through. This is the age of tasmanian smiles the

This is the song about YOU OU ARE what you are. YOU ARE what YOU are. YOU ARE rich by what YOU are. YOU - is it never enough? How do YOU feel? About poverty and misery life - is it never too rich? An

Composed by David Ball

Another day on the tiny island where the bombs refuse to blow in churches... I'm going by boat to a beautiful place. Where the sea is so full of yachts and boats that the smell of petrol wins th

With me a scent of blood is posing like a devil, like my inner devil I think I better close my eyes I feel like a gang of wolves 'Was a bastard yesterday Feel better today Never mind I never

Composed by David T. Ball/David Vella/Gabby Abularach. Lyrics by Phillip Boa High on the hills of time, high on the razor's edge high on the strang of life Deep in the mire, in the jungle of kn

Composed by Davis Taif Ball.Lyrics by Phillip Boa. Main melody-line composed by Gabby Abularach Happiness was in me still, the universe's benign indifference opened my heart forever, it was bet

Once on a road to a bad neighbourhood a girl named Violenca stopped me on my way she just entered my car her skirt was touching no legs her voice was so deep - she was a men. She told her high heels

Composed by Gabby Abularach, lyrics by Phillip Boa Welcome - to a new season of deathwish and other dangers. Come in - you won't feel surprised just a little but scared. Forget that - you are t

The minister of health and youth sends his son to sell crack he gets the profit, the son gets the crap Here, where the mothers are pimps blackmail daughters to sell smack to the judge and to the pri