WILKINSON, Manda ver, Sr. Braithwaite!(cantado)Ninguém nasce pra estarSó num

1: Jamie are you gonna come down?When are you

you feel that it's real, I’m on trialAnd I'm

name is Paul Rothenberg, Attorney at Law...And I hereby ratify

gotta think about itYou gotta make a wish and

When I was a boy I had a lot of funI

I can't light, no more of your darknessAll my pictures, seem

on Graduation...(TV Static)Did you feel like Jesus?Did you realizeThat you

Wake up in the morning with a head like ‘what ya

When you're standing on the side of a hillFeeling like your

WILKINSON, get a move on!Everybody positions, pleaseGirls to the

have I gotta do to make you love me?What

not the same as I used to beAll the

I'm building a birdFrom the wreck of a storySomething I once

is the moment whenThe gods expect me to beg for

If you want a loverI'll do anything you ask me toAnd

you want it, here it is, come and get

the summertime when the weather is highYou can stretch

a tear has to fallBut it's all in the

Time has told meYou're a rare rare findA troubled cureFor a