never wanted to work inside a shop as a clerk Or build my pension plan by being a company man, I want to be in a band We've got a penchant for fun
Перевод: Matthew Good Band. Лучше боль.
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out of that door I act a fool to let you back in (??) You're not the only one makin' plans Before I get burned you need to understand There'll be some pain
. Leave me alone. I'm in pain but I won't let you band-aid the wound I'm mad at a stage where I can't even handle my own Give me a quiet mind and I...
think I'm gonna start a band The great depression is at hand People will mourn across the land Yeah, I'm gonna start a band Or maybe I should write a
t understand life will kill you, it's all a part of the great big plan life will kill you, even if you're in a rock and roll band life will kill you
a wish so sinful a sin so tasteful a taste so painfull a pain so wishfull a mind confused a cry in the dark a soul seeking shelter in another torn heart
meet you, Never see you again If your gonna put a line on me now no, waitin' till the band gonna play real slow If you win yours hand on me im diggin' you up Cant dance, no pain
same people that left my people stranded Nothin' but a bandit Left them folks abandoned Damn, that money that we gave was just a band-aid Can't say
's just something I tell myself. When I run my nails down his back, and he kisses me on my neck, He feels me, but it kills me. Such a bittersweet, passion pain
't music and we're not a band We're 5 middle fingers on a motherfucking hand This isn't music and we're not a band We're 5 middle fingers on a motherfucking
Our dead are strewn a hundred leagues Though death would be a sweet release And our grande arme is dressed in rags A frozen starving beggar band
sewer rat, you don't give a damn Your sister is a junkie, gets "it" any way she can Your brother's a gay singer in a stud leather band Your girlfriend
house, sad man Leader of the band Makes a mental hell I won't weather it well Well I never Saw it with my arm Paint it with my heart Paint it with my
I wanna get high, but I never could take the pain 'Cos it would blow away my soul like a hurricane Like a one man band clapping in the pouring rain If
I am desperate for some good soul healing The doctor turned and gave a grin and reached into his bag but instead of an injection got a record with a
pumps from passing cars A couple watched me from a bar A band just played the wedding march and the cornerstore mends broken hearts A woman asked me for a
