a plateia à loucuraEu quero ver lacrarTodo palco é

at me, Satine. Why else live, if not for

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

ingonyama bagithi BabaSithi uhm ingonyama (Yeah, ingonyama)Nants ingonyama bagithi BabaSithi

I know"Spanish Harlem" are not just pretty words to

Why's it never light on my lawnWhy does it rain and

1: a true sign of a soldierTaking care of

can see very wellThere's a boat on the reef

She packed my bags last night pre-flightZero hour nine a.mAnd I'm

a little bit funny, this feeling insideI'm not one

knew from the first night I met youSomething just

the sunburned plains of far-off North AustraliaCame a fella

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

MRS. a piece of advice, BillyPiss off out of

a calm surrender to the rush of dayWhen the

1: Neil Tennant, Elton your time and tell meWhy

grew up in your hometown, at least began to growI

few more days and we'll be home in gloryAlready

Got this bug-eyed girlCold hand on my kneeFrozen teeth chitter, chatterShe's

eu for rei ninguém vai me vencer em nenhum