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U2 feat. Green Day - The Saints are Coming
| Előadó: | U2 feat. Green Day |
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Megtekintve: Ma 1, összesen 1961 alkalommal
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There is a house in New Orleans
they call the super dome
its been the ruin of many a poor boy
and god, i know im one
repeat x2
I cried to my daddy on the telephone
how long now?Until the clouds unroll
and you come home
the line went.
But the shadow still remains since your descent,
your descent.
Chorus 1
The saints are coming, the saints are coming.
I say no matter how I try, I realize there's no reply.
The saints are coming, the saints are coming.
I say no matter how I try, I realize there's no reply.
New birth
Rebirth
Trumbone shawty
We're living like birds in a Magnolia trees
Child on the rooftop
Mother on her knees.
Her sign reads: Please, I am an American!
Verse 3
A drowning sorrow floods the deepest grief,
how long now?
Until the weather change condemns belief,
how long now?
When the night watchman lets in the thief,
what's wrong now?
lo-cha-hey
Chorus 2
The saints are coming, the saints are coming
I say no matter how I try, I realise there's no reply.
The saints are coming, the saints are coming
I say no matter how I try, I realize there's no reply.
I say no matter how I try, I realize there's no reply.
I say no matter how I try, I realize there's no reply.
they call the super dome
its been the ruin of many a poor boy
and god, i know im one
repeat x2
I cried to my daddy on the telephone
how long now?Until the clouds unroll
and you come home
the line went.
But the shadow still remains since your descent,
your descent.
Chorus 1
The saints are coming, the saints are coming.
I say no matter how I try, I realize there's no reply.
The saints are coming, the saints are coming.
I say no matter how I try, I realize there's no reply.
New birth
Rebirth
Trumbone shawty
We're living like birds in a Magnolia trees
Child on the rooftop
Mother on her knees.
Her sign reads: Please, I am an American!
Verse 3
A drowning sorrow floods the deepest grief,
how long now?
Until the weather change condemns belief,
how long now?
When the night watchman lets in the thief,
what's wrong now?
lo-cha-hey
Chorus 2
The saints are coming, the saints are coming
I say no matter how I try, I realise there's no reply.
The saints are coming, the saints are coming
I say no matter how I try, I realize there's no reply.
I say no matter how I try, I realize there's no reply.
I say no matter how I try, I realize there's no reply.
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