Lyrics:
the Cardiff Arms Park
Went back to her flat in Riverside
I never never knew where to start so I never tried
If she was tempted by my body she managed to resist
Got me stuck in the golden age
Like a high heeled son of a gun
Passion driven electric rage
Looking after no 1
You can't fake the real sound
It's
Well, she was an American girl,
Raised on promises
She couldn't help thinking that
there was a little more to life
Somewhere else
After all it was
jak upadam by powstać dwa razy mocniej
Po koncercie after płyty fotki przybij piątkę
Studenci leją bimber to jest kurwa mocne
W pitkę akademik melo za
the teacher said you're sassy
There's ways that things should be
And you'll paint flowers the way they are
So repeat after me
She said flowers are red (Are
only a fatuous boy
Living out his own deceit
I am filled by this new awareness
For my sins I will make amend
I will cherish the wisdom born
From my
Everybody's looking for something
Everybody's playing a game
I can tell that you're just after one thing
And you're counting on me wanting the same
the corner
Could that someone be Mack the Knife?
There's a tugboat, huh, huh, down by the river don't you know
Where a cement bag's just a-droopin'
After drinks on Sunday, you give the world a rest
Pacing Earl's Court station, in your Monday best
You wish you hadn't got yourself in this little
tryna get quicker than sand
Real hustler, I hope you can get what I'm sayin'
After the show, gotta have ass to get on this van
I say gotta have ass
that, but it just needs to be said
I hope our music will live on after we're gone
It's bigger than this band, it always has been
Taking up all our
out on the canvas?
I been afraid, panic takes my breath away, asthma.
Never cave in there will be better days after
One hell of a ride I been through
forward still
From the poorest to up by Lawrence or Forest Hill
But more than that, Skrillery Banks just chill
Make a home, just build in a zone, less
girlfriend said he was cool)
So we talked for hours
And I agreed to meet him
Fast forward one week later (later ah ah)
After two dinner dates
He didn't
sand in my soul
I love the mountains I love the plains
Lights of the cities and the open range
But after a while I've had all I can take
I got sand
didn't have it in him after all that talk
Talkin' about he pop up in a four by four
Grass ain't green, let me mow my lawn
Two gyal fightin' and it's all
I call you for no reason
Send smoke signals
Let you know I still believe in
Summer loving after dawn
So when can I see you
Need smoke signals
Take it back to the car (last call)
Take it back to the car
You can close your eyes on every white lie
Keeping my feelings for girls passing by
to an intimidating proportion
And I'm not done yet, nah watch this space
By the time I'm finished, the whole damn world will know this fucking face
The lives they
Thoughts of you and me keep passing by
Like ships in the night, we never collide
Need you even after all this time
You can't be replaced even if I
jeans and old CDs, don't second-guess?
I'll let you down
A thousand times
When I don't pick up the phone
You'll stay awake
Night after night
shot after shot
DJ spin the tables
Lemme get wasted to your beat
'Cause I really wanna dance away
The bullshit of the week
We won't stop stop stop
love, love, love
I need it
I got love
Highs and lows, tears and laughter
Sweet, sweet love
Gimme happy ever after
Sweeter than a flower
Gimme,
always tell by the back of her head
She was listening
I think I fell for the after effects
Of reminiscing
I don't really need her
But if you
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