Violent peace Blah-blah-blah Buy it right now Blah-blah-blah We are the world, we are so huge Blah-blah-blah Johnny can't read Blah-blah-blah I can
You have loved me with energy Backed up with hard work and guts We inhabit eternity We fly forever in space The way we run together The way we breeze
I loved you when it was alright I'll love you when it all goes wrong I'll love you when my eyes are open I'll love you when my eyes are gone Fire girl
I need to touch a live unbeaten earth So that's where I'm going I know a town in North West Mexico Where the sun is gold and life exists Hideaway, hideaway
Needed you, you were only using Needing you just tore me down Here I stand in isolation Feeling emptiness and doubt Walking down the broken highway Sucking
You're not giving an inch You're strung like wire Your open arms they flinch Joan Crawford style Treated like a towel Inside you howl On some dark concrete
Winners and losers, which one am I? Is it the same under the sky? Black motorcycles and the will to survive Losers and winners, low and high In this
You gave me a present The paper was blue and green I unwrapped it with pleasure These are the best shades I've ever seen You can be my girlfriend Forever
Prevod: Pop, Iggy. Bla-bla-bla.
mongrels Violent peace blah blah blah buy it right now blah blah blah we are the world we are so huge blah blah blah johnny can't read blah blah blah
: Well I'm just outa school Like I'm real real cool Gotta dance like a fool Got the message that I gotta be A wild one Ooh yeah I'm a wild one Gotta
: I loved you when It was alright I'll love you when It all goes wrong I love you when My eyes are open I'll love you when My eyes are gone Fire girl
: Needed you, you were only using Needing you just tore me down And here I stand in isolation feeling emptiness and doubt walking down the broken highway
: You gave me a present The paper was blue and green I unwrapped it with pleasure These are the best shades I've ever seen You can be my girlfriend Forever
: I need to touch a live unbeaten earth so that's where i'm going I know a town in N.W. Mexico where the sun is gold and life exists hideaway hideaway
: Winners and losers which one am I, is it the same under the sky? black motorcycles and the will to survive losers and winners low and high in this
: You're not giving an inch you're not strung like wire your open arms they flinch joan crawford style treated like a towel inside you howl on some dark
