har aldrig ville gi' jagten fri på KongeslettenNår jeg

can see what's can't! they don't have

1: Neil in a little while from nowIf I'm

could never know what it's likeYour blood like winter

remember when rock was youngMe and Suzie had so

your black icy stareOnce cut down, my friendOh, your

you standing outside?Looking up at the skyCursing a wondering

looking at a funeral wagon rolling downA two-lane highway

hot coffee and my black teaI don't know about

time to chow SHENZI, down!(sung)Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-chow I'm

Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the bandPretty eyed, pirate

and you we're not that prettyMe and you could

My gift is my songAnd this one's for youAnd you can

I'm sorry for everything I've saidAnd for anything I forgot to

London morningWet London streetsRain on the windowWind in the

Zazu, deres majestætGodmorgen ZazuMå jeg aflægge dagens raport?Fyr bare

Timon & ka' se det kommeHvad!?Det vil de ikke

MatataÉ lindo matata, sim vai com seus

vulgares e infamesCarentes de toda virtudeMais guiadas por meu

Like a fool I went and stayed too longNow I'm wondering