come on feet We're gonna hit the streets We've got it made I'm looking for trade I'm looking for love I'm looking for trade.
Traduction: Casting. Looking For Trade.
There is too much to lose, You cannot fill these shoes I just wanna be famous But be careful what you wish for! (Verse 2) I'm back for revenge, I
the year, tears for fears, I rule the world And in my vision, the world is science fiction Roxanne!!! You don't have to work for money no more!!!! And
or poor campesino? My dad used to rent us this place in Ontario He showed us how to cast the line and tie the flies He used to say that God rewards us for
these trenches You run around defenseless There is too much to lose You cannot fill these shoes I just want to be famous But be careful what you wish for I'm back for
That I got to wake up and see the brood of charades 'Cause I'm still living in the modern age slave trade Rapping on holy water, looking for divine
ice cube link you bought, from the Jew for 80 G's Was only appraised at forty-two Gazed upon by the eyes of multitude Of people, who would trade gold for
lost For life is just another bridge to cross Little girl say Little boys don't Grow up just change their toys Trade the innocence, passion for purity Cast
has gathered People are trading crime for crime People are trading crime for crime People are still trading crime for crime, yeah People are still trading crime for
wannabe in gangster clothes Still claim you're down you act like a monkey You can't fool us Duane you're just a junkie Chorus: You traded in your bomber for
what will happen When I trade reason for loss of control A call to arms With holes and scars With healthy minds We enlisted to war You will see a shadow Cast
're looking dreadful I mean, so pale and interior; Look at your skin ... My god, the wrinkles!!!! Nanny-nan-nanny; had her made into a table lamp for
bastards Glengarry bonnets on at bugle call I never thought I looked good in khaki It hurt the pride as well as it scratched the balls I volunteered for
MACHINES WHY IS THERE LIFE? WHAT COULD THE FUTURE HOLD FOR ME TOO BUSY LOOKING DOWN FOR ME TO SEE WHAT DOES THE CIRCUS HOLD FOR ME TO BUSY BEING A CLOWN SO YOU'LL LOOK
Christ As if he knows the reasons why He did it all for you Did it all for you He did it all for you 5: Orestes Metaphor for a missing moment Pull me
(D. Hickey) He was a short order cook, and not too much to look at And he traded in his foot, for a medal in the war He loved a girl named Lila, in a
eating I'm fed up with eating for a while I know it, it's only weakness That binds me at the supermarket counter Trading green paper for something
