ron mael
(n. 12 Aug 1948)
"In collaboration with vocalist brother Russell, composer/keyboardist Ron Mael was the mastermind behind the skewed pop smarts and wiseguy wordplay of"
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Le Louvre
Le guide me montre et explique \"Celui ci est le changement\" Les touristes s\'en donnent à coeur joie Ils touchent mon marbre froid Mais mes
Never Turn Your Back On Mother Earth
When she\'s on her best behaviour Dont be tempted by her favours Never turn your back on mother earth Towns are hurled from A to B By hands that
Ugly Guys With Beautiful Girls
Ugly guys with beautiful girls You always know what the story is. Beautiful girls with ugly guys What do they take us for anyway? What do they
Madonna
While the symphony played I was starting to fade \'Till I woke to a cymbal crash I turned to my right You were gone, that\'s all right These
I Married Myself
I married myself I\'m very happy together I married myself I\'m very happy together I married myself I\'m very happy together Long, long
Moon Over Kentucky
I heard somewhere that they’re stamping, trampling all upon you Your pocked face remains impassive though I know it hurts you Moon over
Nicotina
...is her name
Not every cigarette is a dead, dead thing Some have a mind and try to be other things Pushed in the pack, they crave some Virginia air Softly,
Pulling Rabbits Out Of A Hat
I\'ll grab the sun and the moon I\'ll hold the world in my hand These things are easy for me I can\'t make you understand Pulling rabbits out
Here In Heaven
Here, there are lots of things to do And a panoramic view Of the universe completely surrounding you and me You cannot buy souvenirs You\'re
Eaten By The Monster Of Love
Don\'t let it get me...
Don\'t let it get me Don\'t let it get me Don\'t let it get me Don\'t let it get me Well, it\'s Saturday night and I\'m still free And I
In the future
It\'s winter, it\'s raining You\'re tired, she\'s fainting You\'re bitter, she\'s brooding But don\'t be disenchanted \'Cause you can barley
This Town Ain\'t Big Enough For Both Of Us
Zoo time is she and you time The mammals are your favourite type, and you want her tonight Heartbeat, increasing heartbeat You hear the thunder
A Song That Sings Itself
I don\'t know why This dancing doesn\'t mean a lot to me All that it does is make me want to be All alone with you tonight When I feel you by my
