She moves like she don't care Smooth as silk, cool as air Ooh, it makes you wanna cry She doesn't know your name And your heart beats like a subway train
Toe to toe Dancing very slow Barely breathing Almost comatose Wall to wall People hypnotized And they're stepping Lightly Hang each night in Rapture
Passing the match test? That's some kind of tease 'Cause everything rests on the moment The little flame sees Let's go boom boom in the zoom zoom room
Not of this world entirely Heaven sent, you are my deity Lived through all the romance sadly meant for me All I need is a sign Make your presence known
In the beginning, in the days before time The light was alive with the essence of power And from that power were born beings Who lived on the edge of
Dig up the conjo Breaking the mojo Dig up the conjo Making me well Who do you love? You're a mess Got a gun to your head And drums in the night Going
There's no sin in this, getting dressed to kill Laughing down the sun like a jackal will With his eyes ablaze, yeah, and his lips apart He's gonna fill
Your music by the night wind sent awakes my quiet instrument In the silence of your steps, I can see into the depths Messenger of sympathies, my heart
Following my lust for wander everywhere I've ever been I can't escape the sound of it, the sound of my screaming skin My skin cries, my blood sighs I
He don't hang around with the gang no more He don't do the wild things that he did before He used to act bad, used to but he quit it It makes me so sad
Looking for your face where it could never be I'm following a trail that only I can see Raising waves of heat I press on in tiny bursts of speed Caught
Some days are all Mondays, sort of time on ice It seems like jet planes on snowed in runways Under clear blue skies, who needs it? Nothing is real but
I'm like a happy dog who's been alone too long I wanna wag for you baby Raise a flag of wag Shake and shag I wanna wag for you baby Come on now throw
There's no sin in this: getting dressed to kill, laughing down the sun like a jackal will. With his eyes ablaze and his lips apart he's gonna fill his
Prevod: Blondie. Brez izhoda (Extended Video Version).
Prevod: Blondie. Brez izhoda.
Prevod: 200 Cigarettes soundtrack. Blondie - Blondie Medley: Rapture Exit Loud Allstar Rock Remix.
: Following my lust for wander everywhere I've ever been, I can't escape the sound of it - the sound of my screaming skin. My skin cries. My blood sighs
