In the blue, in the blue you are You?re off the screen again, carried by the wind, oh no I?ll always be, I?ll always be around You can not be found, you
In the blue, in the blue you are You?re off the screen again, carried by the wind Oh no. I?ll always be, I?ll always be around But, you can?t not be
Traduction: Nous avons tourné la LUNE. Dans le bleu.
: In the blue, in the blue you are You?re off the screen again, carried by the wind Oh no. I?ll always be, I?ll always be around But, you can?t not
no moon. There's just a hot-blooded singer Singing "Memphis in June," While they're beatin' the devil out of a guy Who's wearing a powder-blue wig. Later he'll be shot
But I could see a tear roll off her face As we both tried so hard Not to cry she said Chorus: I never wanted the stars I never shot for the moon
I put my hands up, I say "Enough is enough If you walk away, I'll walk away" (And then he shot me dead) I found a liquid cure For my landlocked blues
I put my hands up I say ?enough is enough, If you walk away, I?ll walk away? And he shot me dead I found a liquid cure From my landlocked blues It?ll
's a joke, we're just taking a piss And the whole world must watch The sad comic display If you're still free, start running away 'Cuz we're coming for ya We
And I thought about you I shot my spacegun And boy, I really felt blue Two or three flying saucers Parked under the stars The winding stream Moon
, could we look back? Cause when we look back at what we have done, Can you believe what we have become? As we walk into the sun, Can you believe what
a blue moon when there's nothin to do and The tension's too thick for my sober mind to cut through I get disownin me and the chick goin to the island we
ahhh!) We the type of couple when we get up on each other we get it crackin in the kitchen or the bedroom it don't matter where we at we be makin noise
really on till the Ruckus get, home Puff a meth bone, now I'm off to the red zone We dont need yo dirt, we, we got our fuckin own Check it, I brings havoc
Parkinsons Breads in the bag, call it good marketing Life's a bitch but I don't cartigan? That's what a word to the third letter Shots, shots, shots
