Habt Ehrfurcht vor den Pflanzen, denn alles lebt durch sie. J.W.v.Goethe
Toutes choses sont dites déjà; mais comme personne n’écoute, il faut toujours recommencer. André Gide
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Habt Ehrfurcht vor den Pflanzen, denn alles lebt durch sie. J.W.v.Goethe
Toutes choses sont dites déjà; mais comme personne n’écoute, il faut toujours recommencer. André Gide
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Habt Ehrfurcht vor den Pflanzen, denn alles lebt durch sie. J.W.v.Goethe
Toutes choses sont dites déjà; mais comme personne n’écoute, il faut toujours recommencer. André Gide
Habt Ehrfurcht vor den Pflanzen, denn alles lebt durch sie. J.W.v.Goethe
Toutes choses sont dites déjà; mais comme personne n’écoute, il faut toujours recommencer. André Gide
Here comes old Rosie, she's looking mighty fine
Here comes hot Nancy, she's steppin' right on time
There go the street lights bringin' on the night
Here come the men faces hidden from the light
All through the shadows, oh, they come and they go
With only one thing in common
They got the fire down below
Here comes the rich man in his big long limousine
Here comes the poor man, all you got to have is green
Here comes the banker, and the lawyer, and the cop
One thing for certain, it ain't never gonna stop
When it all gets too heavy
That's when they come and go
With only one thing in common
They got the fire down below
It happens out in Vegas, it happens in Moline
On the blue blood streets of Boston
Up in Berkeley, and out in Queens
And it went on yesterday, and it's going on tonight
Somewhere there's somebody ain't treatin' somebody right
And he's looking out for Rosie, and she's looking mighty fine
And he's walking the streets for Nancy
And he'll find her everytime
When the street light flicker bringing on the night
Well they'll be slipping into darkness, slipping out of sight
All through the midnight
Watch 'em come, watch 'em go
With only one thing in common
They got the fire down below
Oh, burning down below
It happens out in Vegas, it happens in Moline
On the blue blood streets of Boston
Up in Berkeley, and out in Queens
And it went on yesterday, and it's going on tonight
Somewhere there's somebody ain't treatin' somebody right
And he's looking out for Rosie, she's looking mighty fine
And he's walking the streets for Nancy
And he'll find her everytime
And when the street light flicker bringing on the night
Well they'll be slipping into darkness, slipping out of sight
All through the shadows
Watch 'em come, and watch 'em go
Oh, they go
With only one thing in common
They got the fire down below
They've got one thing in common
They've got the fire down below
Only got one thing in common
They got the fire down below
One, two, three
Habt Ehrfurcht vor den Pflanzen, denn alles lebt durch sie. J.W.v.Goethe
Toutes choses sont dites déjà; mais comme personne n’écoute, il faut toujours recommencer. André Gide