The Fat Man and Team Fat все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы
- Mr. Death
I can’t take a breath
I can’t make a move
I can’t think a thought
I can’t sing a song with a minimal groove
I can’t get away
From the singular fact
Well I can’t take a breath without seeing Mr. Death
- Skeletons in my Closet
48 years of livin'
An angel in disguise
48 years of lovin'
Smilin' with my eyes
48 years of memories
Neatly tucked away
When daylight dies, I hear them rise
And dance upon their grave
- The Final Hour
Welcome to my, house.
Say what you want!
Say it!
Come play the shell game with the Madman
And maybe you can win his bride
Or you can try for something better
You decide