Lyrics:
fella filmed me
A young singer-writer like Gabriella Cilmi
'Cause you need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me,
YESTERDAY WHEN I WAS YOUNG
Writers Charles Aznavour, Herbert Kretzmer
Yesterday when I was young the taste of life was sweet as rain upon my tongue.
of the cage
I'm a young lovers rage
Gonna need a spark to ignite
My songs know what you did in the dark
So light em up up up, light em up up up
Light em
forever young
Do you have a workshop
Are there pictures to be hung
It's lonely here without you
And surely not as fun
I love and miss you with all my heart
the Belgians and Greeks do it
Nice young men who sell antiques do it,
Let's do it, let's fall in love.
Monkeys whenever you look do it,
Aly Khan and King
the Belgians and Greeks do it
Nice young men who sell antiques do it,
Let's do it, let's fall in love.
Monkeys whenever you look do it,
Aly Khan and King
a mountain
I am a mountain
I am a mountain
Like birds upon a fence
Like birds upon a fence
Young artists and writers
Please heed the call
What's
writer
In the nineteen-twenties
When you're young you find inspiration
In anyone who's ever gone
And opened up a closing door
She said: "We were never
of the cage
I'm a young lovers rage
Gonna need a spark to ignite
My songs know what you did in the dark
So light em up up up, light em up up up
Light em
walk
And if I ran my mouth then
My legs would get cut off
I'm just a young boss in the batcave
Back against the wall
I came back with them back pains
I KNEW THIS DAY WOULD COME
Writer Damon Black
HE'D JUST TURNED FORTY-SEVEN WHEN SHE WAS ONLY TWENTY-TWO SHE'D TURNED HIS LIFE TO HEAVEN FROM
a little writer's block (Why am I at this point so young, why am I here, who knows, why don't I have anything to say)
Here nobody ever seems to get unstuck
Worni Owo toba di ile is the Devil workshop
Oun lashe teke moju everyday ni mon bomb
I Dey on hustle mode ole rimi kin dull
Pablo bami shana sigbo 3
writer
In the nineteen-twenties
When you're young you find inspiration
In anyone who's ever gone
And opened up a closing door
She said: "We were never
'Cause I got more hits and I got more style
So when they see me everybody baraap baraap
Standing like a young gun fully backed and trapped
My criteria
to the capitalist
Will nourish you and make you rich
Sell your freedom
Out of stock
Satellite kingdom
Writer's block
They keep you docile in between
Commercial
and a song writer
And without this young man's help I wouldn't be here today
And it would be a crime if I didn't mention him and sing a song about him
But this
I'm a writer and a lover
I'm a Midwest music man
And I've been to a lot of places
But I'm gon' end where I began
I took class in Carolina
Got
BE MY LIFE'S COMPANION
Writers Milton DeLugg, Bob Hilliard
Want no silver threads among the gold. Want no silver threads among the gold. Want no
fascinating picture has emerged from surface
A wonder of the young world with an urgent purpose
A wild fire engulfing every home
It's history, chiseled
workshop all alone,
We in a makeshift writer's workshop all by myself.
Where are my planets we are all planets in plain clothes
Walking in line
That's right, move forward
I want all the poppers and the breakers, to form this circle
I want all the poppers and the breakers
The writers
One more young writer slid away in the night
Over the border he will drown in light
Hold it, wait a minute
I can't read my writing, my own
said the Belgians and Greeks do it
Nice young men who sell antiques do it,
Let's do it, let's fall in love.
Monkeys whenever you look do it,
Aly Khan
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