Lyrics:
že sere tě úspěch, (fňuk) sorry že seru tě já (švih)
Mohl by jsi mladýmu dopřát (díky moc)
Sorry že sere tě úspěch, (sorry) sorry že seru tě já (švih)
thought was me
Was just another daydream
Runnin' through the daisies
Felt like it was meant to be
But I was fallin' helplessly
Blindsided by my vanity
the fuck up!)
Věř mi, není nikdo, kdo by mě moh měnit
Slyším všude slova, když je nechci znát (Shut the fuck up!)
Jedeme NASCAR, to není láska
Říkáš hodně
the gutter
With a hole in the shoe
Bang Bang
Gonna buy you a round or two
It could happen to you
Future may be hazy
Come the day I'm pushin' daisies
Got
Hey daisy don't you worry 'bout your mama
Like 007 we can keep it covert
Under cover on the ground by the water
Gonna get a little peace on earth
I say
Hey daisy don't you worry 'bout your mama
Like 007 we can keep it covert
Under cover on the ground by the water
Gonna get a little peace on earth
I say
Doo doo doo'
Sunshine,
I'm just so happy you're, you're mine all mine
Every cloud in the sky
Every bee buzzing by knows why
I'm calling it
They're bustin' unions in Wisconsin
We got mojitos by the pool
We got a talent for distraction
No reaction to the colic and the cruel
They're
If I gave you you my devotion
Would you lay here with me tonight?
I could show you all the reasons
Why you should be waking up by my side
Why you
When I'm alone I'm never by myself
I flip through the pages
Every word is sedating
The hairs stand up on the back of my neck
the words read "Your
fires
Fell in love with outright liars
Nothing rips me up like loving you
I've had daisies so sweet
But no flower competes with my
Rose in
prodded by a hundred thousand nasty little porcupine quills?
When your mind is like a cyclone eating satisfaction but it empties out as quick as it fills.
Well I was smelling on a daisy I had picked before
By the way things were going I couldn't help but get bored
In this cold dark bedroom, waiting
thorns would it grow
And thornless are the roses that grow upon her grave
Roses are slow to fade
So years went by, but she never lost her beauty
will read the books by me
I'll write stories and poetry (Poetry)
Insha'Allah
What will we be when we grow up?
What will we be when we grow up?
What will
will read the books by me
I'll write stories and poetry (Poetry)
Insha'Allah
What will we be when we grow up?
What will we be when we grow up?
What will
cigarettes 'cause it ain't lady-like
She'll cuss like a sailor, she ain't afraid to fight
She mows her own lawn and talks on her landline
She's got
the Knife?
From a tugboat, by the river
A cement bag's dropping down
The cement bag it's just for the weight, dear
Bet you Mack, he's back, he's back, he's
Spewing burning Oil
Doomed, helpless Sailors
The Ocean starts to boil
Along with their Ship
They all went down
Perished in the Blaze
Choked, scorched,
surrender.
You're gonna be a cold pretender.
You take a stand and you're on a mission.
Raise your hand by your own admission.
So they say, so they say.
We're
don't give a damn
Maybe I just don't give a damn
So I got up off the ground, then I glanced around
Happy that nobody I knew happened by and saw me
Well
me there is a man
He's the evil betrayer
He will die by the hand of a sailor
It's night, I close my eyes
There's no-one here, my god is blind
Gone
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'
Out in the harbour at the end of the day
I sit in my boat watch the light fade away
I think of the sailors that I used to know
And the seas that we
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