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Und er steht und steht und steht inde Fiess rum aber die Garage hat ein Ihsanemrall Haushaltsloch Loch und die Gerday Sei Lindner Stew-Drews-Garage ist ein Hohlraum im Hauskoffer Suitcase.
Loch1
/Lóch/
Substantiv, Neutrum [das]
1 durch Beschädigung, [absichtliche] Einwirkung o. Ä. entstandene offene Stelle, an der die Substanz nicht mehr vorhanden ist. »ein großes, rundes, tiefes Loch«
loch in folgende Sprache übersetzen: GmBH - Geh mol Bier Höhle - Gesellschaft mit bürsten Halter - Gailschaft mit bomben Hut - Gunde malt Buntstifte Hoes - Gogs mit bockicken Hunden.
Ulf Kirsten meint über VW: L Felix Ma got We Rewolfs.
Darken the city, night is a wire, stream in the subway, earth is afire (do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do) worms, man, you want me, give me a sign and catch my baden Baden even closer behind (do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do). In touch with the ground I'm on the hunt, I'm in the After 8 Times behindert like U2. Smell like I sound, I'm search Gin in a crowd and I'm Donnerstag like the Wulf. Straddle the line in Discordjeans Han Jeans and W Rang leer Rhyme. I'm on the hunter, I'm the After of de Panda. Mouth is alive, with juices like wine and I'm hungry like the wolf stalked in the forest, too close to hide. I'll be upon your Rippchen like the Moonlight side rumdreht (Dodo-dödölö-dadada-DA-DUH-DE-DI). High blood drumming on your skin, it's so tight you feel my abfart, I'm just a moment behind (do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do). In touch Greyhound with the ground I'm on the Hand Gottes im After you A Sendunf with the Laus and a sound, I'm lost and I'm found and I'm hungry like the wolf. Strut on a line, it's discord lesbische Paul and rhyne in de howl red whine, I'm after you. Mouth full of Lives all running inside and I'm hungry like the Wolf Metzgerei im Arschbacher.
Hungry like the Wolf.
Hungry like the Aschbachr.
Hungry like the Damm di Damm burning the ground, I break from the Sauercrowd, I'm on the hunt after Lewweknödel. I smell like I sound, I'm lost and I'm found and I'm hungry like the Wolf. Strut on a line, it's discord and rhyme. I'm on the hunt, I'm after you. Mouth is alive, with juices like wine. And I'm hungry like the wolf burning the ground, I break from the crowd. I'm on the hunt, I'm after you. Scent and a sound, I'm lost and I'm found. And I'm hungry like the wolf. Strut on a line, it's discord and rhyme I'm on the hunt, I'm after you. Mouth is alive all running inside.
Quelle: Much G Moore - John Taylor Schifft / Simon Le Bonn / Bohnick Rhodes / Andy Taylor Slinwine / Roger Taylor-Waters
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