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The Beatles - Fixing a Hole
Előadó: | The Beatles |
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Album: | SSgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band |
Megjelenés: | 1967 |
Hossz: | 2:36 |
Szövegírók: |
John Lennon Paul Mccartney |
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Zeneszerzők: |
John Lennon Paul Mccartney |
Kiadó: | Parlophone |
Stílus: | Psychedelic pop, baroque pop |
Címkék: | Keressük! |
Megtekintve: Ma 2, összesen 1326 alkalommal
Dalszöveg
I'm fixing in a hole where the rain gets in
And stops my mind from wandering where it will go.
I'm filling the cracks that ran through the door
And kept my mind from wandering where it will go.
And it really doesn't matter if I'm wrong, I'm right
Where I belong, I'm right
Where I belong.
See the people standing there
Who disagree
And never win
And wonder why they don't get in my door.
I'm painting the room in a colourful way
And when my mind is wandering, there I will go.
(---)
And it really doesn't matter if I'm wrong, I'm right
Where I belong, I'm right
Where I belong.
Silly people run around
They worry me
And never ask me
Why they don't get past my door.
I'm taking the time for a number of things
That weren't important yesterday, and I still go.
I'm fixing in a hole where the rain gets in
And stops my mind from wandering where it will go, where it will go.
I'm fixing in a hole where the rain gets in
And stops my mind from wandering where it will go.
And stops my mind from wandering where it will go.
I'm filling the cracks that ran through the door
And kept my mind from wandering where it will go.
And it really doesn't matter if I'm wrong, I'm right
Where I belong, I'm right
Where I belong.
See the people standing there
Who disagree
And never win
And wonder why they don't get in my door.
I'm painting the room in a colourful way
And when my mind is wandering, there I will go.
(---)
And it really doesn't matter if I'm wrong, I'm right
Where I belong, I'm right
Where I belong.
Silly people run around
They worry me
And never ask me
Why they don't get past my door.
I'm taking the time for a number of things
That weren't important yesterday, and I still go.
I'm fixing in a hole where the rain gets in
And stops my mind from wandering where it will go, where it will go.
I'm fixing in a hole where the rain gets in
And stops my mind from wandering where it will go.
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