.everyone agreed that they were out of place there
the town itself...
a town without pigeons
without trees
without gardens
out our citizens work hard solely with the object of getting rich
now the people work
how they love
how they die
how they work
how they love
how .
Have you been looking for lyrics of your favorite song, too long? Lyrics has got them all listed out for you by your favorite songwriters, artists neatly arranged by albums you love. Simply,Choose an album, artist or lyricist and start discovering lyrics of your favorite songs.
Allow To View All Exclusive Content & Notifications 🔔