letra de the undead king of rock 'n' roll - black moth
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many fools have tried in vain
to lift my sunken eyelids
this groovy mover danced right into a coma
the undead king of rock ‘n’ roll
my tomb; a bedsit shrine
i’m pickled in cheap wine
the silence is deafening
but i still hear the crowds scream
i reach for my guitar pick
to wrench the meat from out my teeth
sweat-stained polyester, musty leather
i’m a rotting relic of rock ‘n’ roll
exalted in my shrine
soaked in cheap white wine
swallowed by shadows
but i still hear their screams
dusty trophies make me sneeze
as i lurch about my merch
phantom septum haunts my dreams
succubus groupies make my cream
letras aleatórias
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- letra de gedanke & erinnerung - asenblut
- letra de what's good with it - lilbattie
- letra de mula - jo li
- letra de lèche-bottes blues - eddy mitchell
- letra de easy as 1, 2, 3 - the allies
- letra de ridere di te - vasco rossi
- letra de cold treats - bare jams
- letra de sanctuary - the call
- letra de before it's midnight - miles kane