Lyrics:
jangada
Nas ondas do mar
Como a palha do coqueiro
Quanto o vento dá
Como o tombo da jangada
Nas ondas do mar
Não é o tchan
Nem U2
Na dança do
heads in
A holo-video
The cretin' is waiting for U2 to come on
M-T-V again
But the producer is waiting for the blond bird
And the blond girl's
Springsteen, Madonna
Way before Nirvana
There was U2 and Blondie
And music still on MTV
Her two kids in high school
They tell her that she's uncool
'Cause
Springsteen, Madonna
Way before Nirvana
There was U2 and Blondie
And music still on MTV
Her two kids in high school
They tell her that she's uncool
'Cause
Sagst du mir
Bin ich wach
Haben wir gerade
Tag oder Nacht
Auf nach unten
Zu Gleis 1
Sagst du mir
Was ist Wirklichkeit
Nimm die U2
Steig mit mir ein
And if I ever end up like U2 slit my throat with a garden vegetable
A past gone mad
Passable
Take a look back
Rear-view mirror: it's all behind
to talk a lot but I just have a few
Words to say before I'm through (ooo)
Fuck you too
Fa la la la la la
Fa fa fa fa fuck u2
I still remember when you
Shine so bright in the wet U2
You wish boo boo could ride with you tonight
Ain't nothing in the world that Brat can't do
She attractive to them, him,
ty-ay yippy-yippy-ay
I started up the trail October twenty third
Started up the trail with the U2 herd
Come ah ty-ay yippy-yippy-ay, yippy-ay
Come
U2 dampft in die danziger
als wenn es niemals anders war
kamikaze art
alleine durch die schwarze nacht
auf abgefuckten abwegen
stratz ich durch den
EN UNA CANCIÓN
LAS PIEDRAS ME CORTABAN LA VISIÓN
SOBRE LA TIERRA DE MI CORAZÓN
SENTÍ EL ORGULLO EN EL NOMBRE DEL AMOR
U2 LLEGÓ Y CAMBIÓ MI HISTORIA
U2
wir fahren durch die Nacht in der U2
Baby, durch die Nacht in der U2
Der Abend startet zu sechst, kipp' paar Drinks und auf einmal sind wir zu zweit
Es
Nirvana
There was U2 and Blondie
And music still on MTV
Her two kids in high school
They tell her that she's uncool
Cause she's still preoccupied
With 19,
And if I ever end up like U2 slit my throat with a garden vegetable
A past gone mad
Passable
Take a look back
Rear-view mirror: it's all behind you
a garden rake
And if I ever end up like U2
Cut my throat with a kitchen tool
Passable
A past gone mad!
Spangles and soccer books
A load of old
of you too, you too, you too
When I met you, you were Thom Yorke
Chris Martin and U2, U2, U2
When you met me, I was Three 6, Pimp C
Bun B, 8-Ball
K'sebsuku
(Hey yah)
(Hey yah)
Osikhathi u2 am
(Hey yah)
kunento engithinta kahle
(Engithinta kahle)
K'sebsuku
(Hey yah)
(Hey yah)
Isikhathi u2 am
to know about
The death-wish that they've signed
Ah, life's unkind
Ah, life's unkind
Life's unkind, life's unkind
From poor old U2 to poor old
it Voodoo
We got that Edge like we U2 (Yeah, yeah)
Why you actin' like I did somethin' to you
Just cause I'm blowing' up on YouTube
Everyday
serious
Ha (it's the Roc) yeah, yo
Let's go
Post Positano, Hov' hanging with Bono
U2 can live like Salvatore Ferragamo
And you, too, can cool out
There was U2 and Blondie
And music still on M-T-V
Her two kids in high school
They tell her that she's uncool
'Cause she's still preoccupied
With 19, 19,
Shine so bright in the wet U2
You wish boo boo could ride with you tonight
Ain't nothing in the world that Brat can't do
She attractive to them, him,
yellow SUV, is now the enemy
Looks at her average life
And nothing has been alright
Since Bruce Springsteen, Madonna
Way before Nirvana
There was U2
bluetooth
Lets share some words
I know you like your U2
We can nest like birds
It was gonna be you
Cause you've been my POview
I'm not waiting in no queue
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