Wreck less abandon, coming undone Survive the swallow, decade of ruin gone I found myself in trenches tonight Regret runs wild as darkness kills the lights
Von Dir hab' ich schon viel gehort. Du bist wohl hier der Chef? Und weil ich grad ein Opfer such', ist's gut, da? ich Dich treff. Klar seh' ich, da? Du
There was a time a long, long time ago Chevys and levees played on the radio No cell phones, just 20,000 lights Swaying on a saturday night alright Can
Quand on en a un peu la d'dans On y reste pas bien longtemps On s'arrange tout naturellement Pour faire des trucs moins fatiguants J'me faufile dans une
Je suis ne dans un p'tit village Qu'a un nom pas du tout commun Bien sur entoure de bocage C'est le village de St Martin A peine j'ai cinq ans qu'on m
I can't be here anymore, Because I want my lifelong dream, You made it all for me I'm sure, But moving on is my redeem, It's never happened to me before
Presidents and peace spreading poets Getting gunned down in the streets Shown to us on our prime time screens For our tea time treat Lunatics we voted
Where's my slice... Your brilliant theory how the world owes you a living You'll take away from others the things they should be giving They own the pie
Free from the torment of sin All this I?m giving up Much as the sun would decide to give in Exploding to orange And hear all the voices sing praises and
[Brad] Give me a Bud and a slice And leave me alone If I want your advice, I'll ask ya They tell me caviar's nice, but I wouldn't know So what's it to
When life's got you down and you can't make a sound 'Cause love has forsaken you When you're burning on fire but have no desire To put out the flames
I get a little tired Looking through the trees Sitting on the 405 Hoping for a breeze Everybody's gunning You got something to see I gotta sell this
Chances are when said and done Who'll be the lucky ones who make it all the way? Though you say I could be your answer Nothing lasts forever no matter
I don't know you, I never met you For laughs I'll call you Sam You were the son of Mrs. Someone I hope she understands Sam you were all that you had
Augie Nieto's got a story to tell you Though it's hard to hear him speak He caught Lou Gehrig rounding third one day Now he's happy as he'll ever be
There was a time a long, long time ago Chevy's and levees played on the radio No cell phones, just 20 thousand lights Swaying on a Saturday night, alright
So sick and tired of your bitching and complaining So long you've been oppressed while others lives are gaining Want reparations, you're needy and deserving