Heaven The band in Heaven that plays my favorite song Play it once again, play it all night long Heaven, Heaven is a place, place where nothing, nothing ever happens Heaven
Перевод: Talking Heads. Небо.
to my homies head died in his vest Shot him to death and left him bleeding for his family to see I pass his casket, gently asking, is there heaven for
you just got to work hard [CHORUS] I'm on flight 187 187 Departure from the hood Destination hell or heaven 187 187 Departure from the hood Destination hell or heaven
Chorus: Talk is cheap, shut up and dance Don't get deep, shut up and dance Love has got me down The weight is all around So you lend a hand to peace
like I'm never gonna come down If I said I didn't like it then you'd know I'd lied Everytime I try to talk to you I get tongue-tied Everything I say
feeling in the mood for love So tell me why, stop to think about this weather, my dear This little dream might fade away There I go talking out of my head
In a certain kind of way, and started off directly popping shit to me While he spoke a couple of fires would spark While he sat in the shadow talking
Head Larry don't know shit Just trying to keep her happy There's no laughing in heaven Not the one, not the seven And you'll never get to heaven
Boys with small talk and small minds Really don't impress me in bed She said I need a man's man baby, diamonds and furs Love would only conquer my head
up It's ashes to ashes and dust gets swept up Tryin to step to me, boy, you must be sick Got a nine in my pocket, takin heads out quick I make my music
talk on the phone, if we have time, if it's the right time Accompany me by the kitchen sink We talk about love, we talk about dishwasher tablets, illness And we dream about heaven
Talk to me softly There's something in your eyes Don't hang your head in sorrow And please don't cry I know how you feel inside I've I've been there before
you've been broken And there's my mind saying think before you go Through that door it could lead you nowhere (This guy) Has got you all romantic crazy in your head
Wayne] Well, I'm fly as son of a gun a son Of a Stunna, (yep) High as a 757 goin to heaven, (no) Weezy F da reverend preach about me I'm da god 1-7 apple
Japan are you in the house Everybody are you in the house Baby baby come on Baby come on Baby come on Oh when you walk by every night Talking sweet
no conclusion lack of piece of mind to go the same direction time is never personal you win or loose relationships that's the way how it goes deeply hurt from your head
