Buzzcocks - 369

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I guess it s not my lucky day today oh well
You ve been good to me
You make me feel so happy
Can t believe that I deserve it though

Love s more than the silly games you play oh no
Play it casually
No need to get a sweat on
At least not at the moment so

369 all the time
What s the meaning in the number
Somebody tell me
369 through my mind
All I m getting is a number
Somebody help me please

Take this bitter cup away from me oh oh
It takes two you know
So if you re feeling lonely
Why not start a conversation no no

Another bitter twist of irony ho ho
Not that easily
My heart is on the warpath
I don t need a reservation

369 all the time
What s the meaning in the number
Somebody tell me
369 through my mind
All I m getting is a number
Somebody help me

369 so sublime
All I m getting is a number
Somebody tell me
369 for the sixth time
What s this with that number
Somebody help me

Now that you know you have no one
But yourself to blame
No matter which way you look at it
It still looks the same

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I guess it s not my lucky day today oh well
You ve been good to me
You make me feel so happy
Can t believe that I deserve it though

Inne utwory

  • Give it to me
  • All over you
  • Hold me close
  • You and i
  • Nostalgia
  • Fast cars
  • Your love
  • Waiting for love
  • Harmony in my head
  • Lester sands
  • Driving you insane
  • 16 Again
  • Promises
  • Morning after
  • Losowe utwory

    Running out

    Been around the world but you ve never left home
    seems so easy now you re all alone
    can t stop you re running out again

    well Times Square down to 14th Street
    you pass a lifetime but there s no relief
    can t stop you re running out
    oh baby, can t you find a...

    Comeback Kid

    With all the fire set in our eyes
    without a cornerstone to realize
    that later on we ll build the pyre
    and burn so easily well everyone but me

    And soon we ll sing in better moods
    a sigularity well everyone but you
    they ll pull the nerves out through the pores
    though bruised so easily the...

    Doing that scrapyard thing

    When I was young they gave me a mongrel piano,
    Spent all my time inventing the cup of tea.
    Writing your name in the sea,
    Banging my favorite head.

    Missing the last bed, waving the cheery herring,
    Balancing brass bands on the tip of my toe.
    Phoning your home...

    Za srecu nam malo treba

    Nocas je gusta tama
    pokrila strast u nama
    i zadnje zrno nade
    sve je nestalo

    Svako u svome svetu
    vesto smo se krili
    neka nam nebo sudi
    sebicni smo bili ti i ja

    Ref.
    Za srecu nam malo treba
    i uvek nam malo fali
    to malo to sto treba
    jedno drugom nismo dali

    Za srecu nam malo treba
    al samo to nismo znali
    i...

    Kiedy zaczynasz

    Mistrzem przebrania chcesz być jak Phantomas
    Kossakiem rapu arcydziełem widzieć każdy swój bohomaz
    Toż to fantazja chora jak to czasem bywa kurwa
    I tak wyjdzie szydło z wora jak dziwa na bulwar
    Osobowość jest jak kaftan
    Opina cię szczelnie i nie zdejmiesz jej sam man...