The Second Annual Tig Party!!!!

Alles muss man dir erklären
Weil du wirklich gar nichts weisst

Imagine there's no heaven,
It's easy if you try,
No hell below us,
Above us only sky,
Imagine all the people
living for today...

Imagine there's no countries,
It isnt hard to do,
Nothing to kill or die for,
No religion too,
Imagine all the people
living life in peace

Höchstwahrscheinlich nicht einmal
Was Attitüde heisst

Imagine no possesions,
I wonder if you can,
No need for greed or hunger,
A brotherhood of man,
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world...

Originally posted by Sauron
Naah fee, the originals the best 🙂

Mcfly? that the ones who..

*jumps in air and play guitar*

EVERYBODY WANTS TO KNOW HER NA-EY-AY-EY-AY-EYA-AME
i THREW A HOUSE PARTY AND SHE CAY=EY=AY=EY-AY-EY-AME!
eVERYONE ASKED ME, WHO THE HELL IS SHE, THAT WEIRDO WITH FIVE COLOURS IN HER HAIR

download it its good.....n busted's thunderbirds r go heh heh....im an a mission to get every1 2 buy/download it 😛
help me fulfil my mission 😄

Deine Gewalt ist nur ein stummer Schrei nach Liebe
Deine Springerstiefel sehnen sich nach Zärtlichkeit

You may say Im a dreamer,
but Im not the only one,
I hope some day you'll join us,
And the world will live as one.

Du hast nie gelernt dich zu artikulieren
Und deine Eltern hatten niemals für dich Zeit

This thing called love I just can’t handle it
This thing called love I must get round to it

I ain’t ready
Crazy little thing called love
This (this thing) called love
(called love)
It cries (like a baby)
In a cradle all night

It swings (woo woo)
It jives (woo woo)
It shakes all over like a jelly fish,
I kinda like it
Crazy little thing called love

*brain freeze* english plz...im outa school!!!
no german lessons!!!

There goes my baby
She knows how to rock n’ roll
She drives me crazy
She gives me hot and cold fever
Then she leaves me in a cool cool sweat

Originally posted by Flying High
*brain freeze* english plz...im outa school!!!
no german lessons!!!

Was? 🤨

Oh oh oh ARSCHLOCH! 😆 😆

Until I’m ready
Crazy little thing called love

I gotta be cool relax, get hip
Get on my track’s
Take a back seat, hitch-hike

Warum hast du Angst vorm Streicheln
Was soll all der Terz

And take a long ride on my motor bike
Until I’m ready
Crazy little thing called love

Unterm Lorbeerkranz mit Eicheln
Weiß ich, schlägt ein Herz

I gotta be cool relax, get hip
Get on my track’s
Take a back seat, hitch-hike