to see through solid marble eyes Fiery pianos wash up on a foggy coast Squeaky old organs have given up the ghost Fire them up and kill the piano birds
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Перевод: Полли Джин Харви. Фортепиано Fire.
Перевод: Sparklehorse. Фортепиано Fire.
While you were sleaping i watched this come down i watched you forget me and dream of north we aren't talking of the things we thought we figured out
who hate us So you can try on Leave you without a shoulder to cry on From now to infinity Let icons be bygones I fire bomb Ghostly notes haunt this I
'd take another chance, take a fall Take a shot for you And I need you like a heart needs a beat But it's nothin new I loved you with a fire red-
, when you've had enough You'll find me on the end of a runway, babe Tell the world that you love them in a melody Send my old piano and a telegram Gotta
the d r u m s, get busy (*drum roll*), aw On the keys my man James, what you doin back there? (*piano plays*), aw yeah So we about to do it a little
Verse 1: We got the horses moving we got the woofers grooving we got the waylon wailin everybody's head is bobbin I got the muffler flowin I got my
We got the horses moving We got woofers grooving We got the Waylon wailing Everybody's head is bobbing I got the muffler flowing I got my horn a blowing
Somebody called the keeper of the fire Holy smoke, I hope he ain't no liar 'Cause I've heard tell that while we're sleeping All is well and safely keeping
In The Fire again Everybody knows I'm a workin' man In some ways it's either sink or swim These days I don't mind givin' in I'm Standing In The Fire
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name ringin Money starts to pile, honeys start to wild Top notch drop top make everything he drop hot He dream, visualize, plot and scheme Got the cream legally without the beam Witcha fire
backwash soul Like a fryin' pan when the fire's gone Drivin' my pig while the bands takin' pictures in the grass And my radio's smashed And I like pianos
coming with a scorcher Y'all already know who it is, it's Busta Bust and Travis Barker Back to the beat, see we gotta go When we hit the fire trucks
hot wind blowin', ev'ry day and ev'ry night I feel my confidence growin' and I know I'm gonna be alright I see the volcanoes 'rupting and erupting, red walls of fire