at the helm

Let's unite and fight for a brand-new real (Brand-new realm) We'll direct our destiny as one nation under Vees (I love it!) 'Cause happy days are nigh with Vox at the helm (That's me) Future's never tasted sweeter (Oh, yeah!)

Are [we] taking hints from1 our fantasy, Green stones from Bahia? [Our] craziness is at the helm [of our boat] We find ourselves again 1. lit. “Fishing from”

The banners are unfurled in the manner of the Caesars of old, The commanders are at the helm,

Vulgar bitch, cunning minx In bed you’ve got your hand at the helm Your lips, your mouth, your sex

Everything comes with time. I want a square where men will stand, I want a Khagan at the helm. I want the Turks to have a home.

Of course, complete chaos is everywhere. Don’t you dare touch our! An appetizing noggin is at the helm of fucking ship. Juicy sound will dissolve as pollen from heaven.

It's not about the air on TV and it's not about the service, Look for another meaning in my reprise. It's like the story of Luzhkov at the helm1 Where mast ripped off the ship. 1. Yuri Luzhkov is a Russian politician who was the Mayor of Moscow from 1992 to 2010

The smallest shot from Trafalgar And it was friendship at the helm It was friendship that pointed north

A boat was seen on the waves And the red hand at the helm

(The Natural Sound of the Legend of the Milky Way) The Milky Way has a series of interstellar light Looking for the Orion constellation at the helm Using a song to pat softly in the dark

The wind increases but the smoke cloud stays. Towards the helm the captain turns his gaze, He can discern his helmsman no more,

The wind grows strong but the smoke cloud stays. To the helm the captain turns his gaze. The helmsman is hidden by the raging fires

Over the sea from the east, there sails a ship With the people of Muspell, at the helm stands Loki; After the wolf, do wild men follow,

Time again to save us from the jackals of the street Ride out, protectors of the realm Captain's at the helm, sail across the sea of lights Again and again, again and again and again

We haven't given you what you expected. Once a heart's broken, it now bleeds in pain. At the helm is a group of blind people that have wrecked amidst this crowded sea.

Without that moola, what the fuck would I do? I'm at the helm, I'm in charge You gonna leave your numer? (Haha)

It was heavily packed with cheese, On top of that a sack of gingerbread. And at the helm the mouse from the neighbor's house sat cheekily. The little cowboy held his breath in fear,

also has to pay! Like an income pirate I'm at the helm. If you want to save, just shop more often

Spring awaits a full house:1 Hope is at the helm. We need courage, 1. Full house meaning a sold-out show.

This bland plot will change Let's fight in heaven, they'll be praying to no end This ship will set sail with us at the helm Polish the deck with me, look what a crew we've got