W.A.S.P. Lyrics
W.A.S.P. Lyrics
"Fistful Of Diamonds Lyrics"
I Must Be Dreaming Lyrics
You're in my blood, and I can't help but love you Don't pull away, I tell you that I love you Have I been cursed, to
You're in my blood, and I can't help but love you Don't pull away, I tell you that I love you Have I been cursed, to
Money makes me crazy
Money makes me insane
Diamonds, silver, gold, and precious steel
I want it all It's mine to claim
I hold my hands out, I take it all
I want a fistful, fistful of diamonds
I live for the glory and fame
What do we have here? One very dead brotha, five gun shot wounds, four to the chest. Name was Tim or sumin, recogn
The millions are calling my name
Fortune come here to me, it's power that rules the game
Seduction of silver and lawless greed
I love it all, I damn the shame
The root of all evil can hear me c
You can’t manufacture a miracle Lyrics
The silence was pitiful that day. And love is getting too cynical Passion's just physical these days You analyse
llThe silence was pitiful that day. And love is getting too cynical Passion's just physical these days You analyse
I want a fistful, fistful of diamonds
I live for the glory and fame
I want a fistful, fistful of diamonds
The millions are calling my name
Solitaire, come cast a spell of magic
The smell of green I stack my dollars high
there’s a car parked where the block begins and there’s people singing praises saying it's all because of him
A famous face, I get what you can't buy
I want a fistful, fistful of diamonds
I live for the glory and fame
I want a fistful, fistful of diamonds
The millions are calling my name