as de l'allure a part tes deux cornes Refrain Je ne peux plus voir personne en Harley Davidson Les laids se la jouent trop homme en Harley Davidson
Is it over, is it through Are the answers overdue Mesmerized by what's to come Till the meaning finds us numb In between, inconcrete We are beautifully
Words are not enough To tell you of my love It's hopelessly real It can't be concealed It's only for you No language can relate Or fantasy create How
Sunrise, and another one dies and another one grows Sunrise, and another one comes and another one goes Sunrise, and none of us cares, and none of us
The porous tears of treachery Drench the ground belatedly And in their sorrow you repose And in their stead you take the blows This unrequited trade Will
t start till I'm dead [Background Lyrics:] here I am locking horns with the stallion failing to hold my head up, I'll go back again pillar of davidson
If I will not eat a cow. . . If a Bible's in my house If I spend my days in prayer If a veil covers my head If I make the floor my bed What does
He said let's go out for drinks And we'll talk some business I was young I didn't think and the next thing I knew I was driving his Rolls Royce trying
When times are the worst you see who you've got you know what is real and you find out what is not I thought I had something but now I hurt so bad
a crowded room some shallow club in L.A. trying to talk over the music like there's anything to say he turns to me and says "people are more real In
on cherry road house 1202 there's an interesting woman who paints male nudes she spreads their legs til it's almost crude and she paints a full frontal
well you call me on the phone I am watching tv alone and you say "when you become big and famous, and the crowds are going wild and you're making lots
If I told you all the thoughts that I have Would it make you happy or would it make you sad You and I, already so close You're the one I want to know
When times are the worst you see who you've got you know what is real and you find out what is not I thought I had something but now I hurt so bad You
Well I haven't felt right a few nights or more and I recognize this dance from times before and I know this too shall pass but I wish there was less
You said my tight jeans were causing him to sin and that anyway you never liked girls like me strutting around with my shirt tucked in not covering what
Well I can't blame the rain for all of my pain and I can't blame the clouds and I can't blame the sky or be jealous of the birds that fly does anybody
Перевод: Дэвидсон, Клей. Guns Cocked.