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Kart yapmak için en fazla altı dize seç.
Helplessly passing the time in the grass, driving away
Only dimly aware of a certain unease in the air
You'd better watch out
There may be dogs about
I have looked all around and I have seen
Things are not what they seem
That's what you get for pretending the danger's not real
Meek and obedient you followed the leader down
One sharp culvert into the valley of fear
What a surprise
A look down the chopped grass
Nothing's quite really what it seems
No, this is no bad dream
The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want
He makes me down to lie
Through a pastures green he leadeth me the silent waters by
With bright knives he releaseth my soul
He maketh me to hang on oaks in high places
He converteth me to land and lots
Oh no, he hath made power and great hunger
When cometh the day we lowly ones
Through quiet reflection and great dedication
Master the art of karate
Lo, we shall rise up and then we'll make the pagans' eyes water
Gleating and babbling, we fell on his neck with a scream
Wave upon wave of denunciated vengeance
Burned cheerfully out of obscurity into the dream
Have you heard the news? Dogs spit
You may stay home, do as you're told
Get out of the road if you want to grow old
Paylaşmak için dizeleri seç. En fazla 6 dize seçebilirsin. Ok tuşlarıyla dizeler arasında gezin, Boşluk ile seç, Shift ve ok tuşlarıyla aralık seç, Esc ile temizle.
