our feet Bring it on, make it right Bring it out, to the light Pick me up, satellite If it's wrong, make it right Bring it on, make it right Bring it
Lost souls, you and I, my dear Whiskey bottle and a 45, my dear We're on a roll, suitcase and cellophane my dear Whiskey bottle and a 45 satisfies, my
Love is better than a warm trombone, when blown, softly by a two tone, brother Down on luck by chance, caress her head off at the boogaloo trance With
He's fine, don't make no sound He's fine She's fine but been around Said to her there's beauty But all she sees is pain He's fine, don't be unkind He
make fire I'm on fire She'll make fire I'm on fire She'll make fire I'm on fire She'll make fire I'm on fire Rie's car running me over But I don'
I'm free to run, I walk slowly, along And everyone, walkin' slowly, along I walk slowly, along I've been walkin' far too long Drag my feet like everyone
where do you hide? Take me down To where you hide Lay me around Lay me around inside Baby go south 'Cos I know you hide Tijuana lady, lets take it slow
great and small on the endless round It's the circle of life And it moves us all Through despair and hope Through faith and love Till we find our place On
I wear the same shoes as everyone I get the same blues as everyone So try and call me I'm immobile man, yes I am Got a haircut, got a silver tooth Gonna
I love this island but this island's killing me Sitting here in silence, man, I don't get no peace The waves upon my shore take me away piece by piece
train Rolling into Sheffield tonight And it all falls down There's not enough hours in our life So try and guess my weight, waiting at the station Whippin' Piccadilly tonight And it
out of here Here comes the air Come on blow me out Honest and fair Come on grow me out Staring at nothing 'Cause I can't make out what it is Searching
I was always told that you have to have the balls to break down Now I?m older, I?m not too sure I was always told that you had to have the high to low
Bring it on, make it right Bring it on, to the light Pick me up, satellite If it's wrong, make it right Bring it on, make it right Bring it on
end Bring it on, make it right Bring it on, to the light Pick me up, satellite If it's wrong, make it right Bring it on, make it right Bring it on,
Vertimas: Gomez. Bring It On.
Vertimas: Gomez. Bring It On (Album Version).
