1. Álvaro Soler - Manila (ft. Ray Dalton)
2. The Dead South - In Hell I'll Be In Good Company
3. Álvaro Soler - A Contracorriente (ft. David Bisbal)
R.E.M. - 9-9
Szövegírók: |
Bill Berry Peter Buck Gordon Mills Michael Stipe |
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Zeneszerzők: |
Bill Berry Peter Buck Gordon Mills Michael Stipe |
Kiadó: | Keressük! |
Stílus: | Alternaítv rock |
Címkék: | Keressük! |
Megtekintve: Ma 2, összesen 440 alkalommal
Dalszöveg
(Steady repetition is a compulsion mutually reinforced.
Now what does that mean?
Is there a just contradiction?
Nothing much.
Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray the Lord my soul to keep.
If I should die before I wake,
I pray the Lord to hesitate.)
Got to punch, right on target
Twisting tongue, got a stripe
Down your back, all nine yards
Down her back
Give me a couple, don't give me a couple of pointers
Turn to lies and conversation fear
Got to punch, right on target
Twisting tongue, got a stripe
Down your back, all nine yards
Down her back
Give me a couple, don't give me a couple of pointers
Turn to lies and conversation
What is in my mind, what is in my mind
(Steady repetition is a compulsion mutually reinforced.
Now what does that mean?
Is there a just contradiction?
Nothing much.
Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray the Lord my soul to keep.
If I should die before I wake,
oh, come on, hesitate, hesitate.)
Got to punch, right on target
Twisting tongues, got a stripe
Down your back, all nine yards
Down her back
Give me a couple, don't give me a couple of pointers
Turn to lies and conversation fear, conversation fear
Conversation fear, conversation fear
Now what does that mean?
Is there a just contradiction?
Nothing much.
Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray the Lord my soul to keep.
If I should die before I wake,
I pray the Lord to hesitate.)
Got to punch, right on target
Twisting tongue, got a stripe
Down your back, all nine yards
Down her back
Give me a couple, don't give me a couple of pointers
Turn to lies and conversation fear
Got to punch, right on target
Twisting tongue, got a stripe
Down your back, all nine yards
Down her back
Give me a couple, don't give me a couple of pointers
Turn to lies and conversation
What is in my mind, what is in my mind
(Steady repetition is a compulsion mutually reinforced.
Now what does that mean?
Is there a just contradiction?
Nothing much.
Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray the Lord my soul to keep.
If I should die before I wake,
oh, come on, hesitate, hesitate.)
Got to punch, right on target
Twisting tongues, got a stripe
Down your back, all nine yards
Down her back
Give me a couple, don't give me a couple of pointers
Turn to lies and conversation fear, conversation fear
Conversation fear, conversation fear
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