Drinkin' our coffee. It's a quarter to three. No one in this place. Just us and our mistakes. You in the corner. That stupid smile on your face. Tell me is there a way to replace.
Ate eight bananas and I thought about a jog. Legged it around the gaff and took my top off. I look crap with my top off. I look crap with my top off. .
Better not ask our bleached moustache. Has given us a rash. Nice Ronny anyway. . It's here but it's not. Our nylon locks. Like corn on a gob. Stuck in our gap anyway.
You should have told me you were born to lose. I could have warned you I was in a little trouble. I never looked to see the stone of guilt. You were dragging around.
We talked for hours. And nothing made much sense. I'm sick and tired. Of sitting on the fence. . 'Cos I've been sitting here for hours. And I thought I found the answers to.
(English: On The Road). Words by Per Gessle, Music by Niklas Strmstedt. Published by Music For Money/Inhouse Music. r p vg nnstans / jag har ltit tget ta mej med / en tom kup - h.
(English: On The Road). Words by Per Gessle, Music by Niklas Strmstedt. Published by Music For Money/Inhouse Music. r p vg nnstans / jag har ltit tget ta mej med / en tom kup - h.
Fly fly fly me higher I don't want to come down. Tell all the plastic people: take a look around. You you can't be me and I can't be you. Tell all the plastic faces nothing they can do but:.
WHEN THE SUN SHINES ON THE MOUNTAINS. AND THE NIGHT IS ON THE RUN. IT'S A NEW DAY. IT'S A NEW WAY. AND I FLY UP TO THE SUN. . I CAN FEEL THE MORNING SUNLIGHT.
The last lot make a few mistakes. They didn't die young, they got big waists. We got let down at the back of Earls Court. We swore that night, we'd never get caught.
A sixteen hundred, packed with angry young men. Came burning down main street. I touched the Epiphone that hung on my hip. It knew the sound of my heartbeat.
Diver down into the ocean. Take her away. Tell my friends I'm doing fine now. At least today. . I watch you breathing. I see you rise and fall. Sometimes it gets so dark.
I've got to brainstorm ways to keep us alive. and i've got millionaire friends sending checks all of the time. and with a milk box portrait blown up poster size.
We sat against the mountain side. And overviewed this burn so bright. But more will burn tonight. . I'll bury this town tonight. (Tonight). And paint the sky with fire.
Here I stand. On the proving ground. Mortal man. Hiding my failures. And I can. Leave here without a sound. But then where would I be?. Broken again, lonely and free.
In the dark heart of my journey. On the dark night of my soul. I felt an old familiar yearning. For what I did not know. You see I had to have my freedom.
Saw a penny in a stream. Shining bright from underneath. But you never thought yourself a thief. So you went ahead and let it be. . When I'm gone are you gonna miss me?.
We stand beside one another. Decided to never be close. We learn the language of lovers. A stranger to all that we know. In excess and example. How novel the one we regard.
I can see by the look in your face. That you're thinking of me. And the words that you're saying. Are playing a sweet melody. . Power of love flowing in me.