sexta-feira, 28 de agosto de 2009




Gravedigger, when you dig my grave, could you make it shallow, so that I can feel the rain, gravedigger...


Ring around the rosey, pocket full o'posey, ashes to ashes, we all fall down....

Little Mikey Carson '67 to '75, he rode his bike like the devil until the day he died, when he grows up he wants to be Mr. Vertigo on the flying trapeze...

Gravedigger
When you dig my grave
Could you make it shallow

So that I can feel the rain.







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