Traduction: Morning Glory. Que ça ira mieux.
get better right now things just seem so bad shit gets ill and it seems to add my life couldn't get worse today i need you to tell me it'll be ok
interventions Nude job, boob job, all nouveau It ain't what, but who you know Uncalled perjury, cosmetic surgery Dirty secrets frame your glory It'll get
the rise of the morning glory Scream and shout, cry it out loud We are comming back to life Now open your eyes Witness the rise Rise of the morning glory
and do a happy dance) Ahh, morning glory, so what?s the story? It?s pissin down again but that?s hunky dory Though it?s stormy the time has arrived
A continuous thing, to the morning light It's reality, it's not a dream It's nothing less than the best when it's from Raheem Now it's my turn so understand
standin' at my door I'll lay U down and tell U stories About the way that we could be And when U're ready 2 feel the glory (Feel the glory) I will only
It ain't what, but who you know Uncalled perjury, cosmetic surgery Dirty secrets frame your glory It'll get the cover story Chorus Everybody wanna be a star It
you make it I'm gonna get it and ride Edi: Know life is what you make it And baby I'm a Made Nigga Live it up Give it up until my grave nigga Kastro
empty cans Everyone wanted this to all go wrong for me from the start It's fucked up that a mans life, can just be attacked Watching this morning with a beer is much better
, wash me down Now I?m ready, it?s my time If I give a nickel, I might get a dime Only the water can help me now I?ll find glory somewhere, somehow
I'll lay you down and tell you stories About the way that we could be And when you're ready to feel the glory (Feel the glory) I'll only want to love
I read it in the New York Times That was on the stands today It said that dreams were out of fashion We'll hear no more empty promises There'll be no
Who'll make his mark The captain cried To the devil drink a toast We'll glut the hold With cups of gold And we'll feed the sea with ghosts I see your
And with a couple of banana clips, dip in ya lip Better hush when I hit that hip, and disconnect it Perfect it, from day to day, I take game and call it
slow down, slow down So you can smell the roses I think I smell the roses But then again, it could be heavenly blues Gone off the Morning Glory seeds