Letra de 'Flings Of the Waistcoat Crowd' de Robert Pollard - Escucha y canta en New Musica
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Varios-artistas
French Wave
Varios-artistas
Calm Piano
Varios-artistas
Phonk
Great days are becoming
A matchlight liquor establishment
Where the factory soaks its scabs
It hangs there like insectrocutioner
Over the big river
Scum of us rinsed by a hard rain
The tar, the teeth & the gear
Yet no trail
All around the camp
And that is our game
To brag and complain
To guess who goes next
To tally the scars
Learn every weakness
Alternativo
Ambiente
Andina
Anime
Asiatica
Bachatas
Baladas
Baladas De Oro
Baladas En Ingles
Batucada
Billboard
Blues
Boleros
Brasileras
Chicha
Chistes
Coreografias
Country
Criollas
Cumbia Boliviana
Cumbia Chilena
Cumbia Colombiana
Cumbia Ecuatoriana
Cumbia Mexicana
Cumbia Pop
Cumbia Sureña
Cumbias
Dance
Dembow
Dj
Electrónica
Emo Punk
Emo Screamo
Equipos De Futbol
Eurodance
Fabulas Y Moralejas
Fiestas Infantiles
Flamenco
Folk
Funk
Gospel
Gothic
Hip Hop
House
Huaynos
Indie
Instrumentales
J Pop
J Rock
Jazz
K Pop
K Rock
Latin
Latinoamericana
Llaneras
Los 70s
Los 80s
Merengues
Metal
Música árabe
Música Clásica
Música Cristiana
Música Disco
Música Hindú
Música Mundiales
Musica Navideña