Somebody call me on the phone Say, "Hey hey hey, is Arty home? You wanna take a walk, you wanna go cop? You wanna go get some Chinese rock?" I'm livin
Sometimes it seems the good times Never will return A lot has changed, babe 'Cause evil rules the world You said, you're looking for a place Where there
Fall asleep Fall asleep Sleep satisfied Sleep satisfied Fall asleep Fall asleep Sleep satisfied Sleep satisfied Sleep Sleep Sleep Sleep Sleep Sleep
I see you from the sky And I wonder how long it will take me to get home I wait for an hour or so at the carousel I have a cigarette to pass the time '
Floatin' on a sea of mystery A driftaround came unknown But that China wind keeps callin' me It knows where I wanna go Oh China, I can hear you call
Candle light, it burns in every hole of your eyes It's beautiful, how much you'll never realize So hush my love, there's something I'm to tell you now
Somebody called me on the phone They said, "Hey, is Dee Dee home? Do you wanna take a walk? You wanna go cop? You wanna go get some Chinese Rocks? I'
One, two, three, four Nam Myoho Renge Kyo Buddha, please Can you help a little peasant that's begging on her knees Illusion fills my head like an empty
(jack hues / nick de spig) China, china, on the sea shore China, china, on the dance floor China, china, I must have seen your face before I've been
Get those Chinese eyes pay the highest price Get those Chinese eyes live in love and lies. Her love is my defeat desire has turned to heat and more.
A little secret never meant to reach me You made them promise, but what fun would that be? You think you say it and it disappears well All the things
Take a journey back in time Leave the western world behind Cross the mountains to Peking Where the paper lanterns gently swing The Chinese way Who knows
Somewhere over china By: jimmy buffett 1981 For the crazy flying tigers Just a semi-normal person Thought he had the future planned Then he won some silly
I've got a ticket, no turning back My destination The sea of trouble, the land of pain You're sending me where it always rains Oh, reconsider, I'm begging
China all the way to New York I can feel the distance getting close You're right next to me but I need an airplane I can feel the distance as you breathe
He makes, an inner arm, block Then kicks it, behind The lights, would go off But he can fight, blind 'Cos he got the, touch And he won't live long He
Transcribed by marco ferrero <sisinf21@vcldec1.polito.it> Note: this is a ramones song. i used the chord file from that version. It's the same
This mellow, sweet, short-haired boy Woman offers to pull up a seat Take in one symphony now We've just begun to battle Wrap your heel in bones of steel