Discount - Half the time
Tekst :
If I listened to my own wise words half the time,I wouldn t be so sad half the time.
And if I ignored him half the time
and closed my eyes and held my ears and went to bed half the time, I think I d be all right.
He said, she said, I think I ll be alright.
I said, Shut the door so the creeps will stay out tonight.
Inne utwory
Losowe utwory
Please me like you want to
Don t do me any favors
matter of fact why don t you
do yourself a few
Your presence ain t nobody s blessing
I ve got plenty of other things
I could do
Oh no, not another excuse
your tired silly games
for me are just no use
And now it s plain for me to see
you re...
matter of fact why don t you
do yourself a few
Your presence ain t nobody s blessing
I ve got plenty of other things
I could do
Oh no, not another excuse
your tired silly games
for me are just no use
And now it s plain for me to see
you re...
Par amour
Plus un mot, on s aime et on se quitte
Je n ai jamais pu comprendre ça
Ceux qui disent, on a ce qu on mérite
N ont jamais sans doute eu d autre choix
Si la vie nous rend ce qu on lui donne...
Je n ai jamais pu comprendre ça
Ceux qui disent, on a ce qu on mérite
N ont jamais sans doute eu d autre choix
Si la vie nous rend ce qu on lui donne...
Póki mi starczy sił
Póki mi starczy sił
Będę marzyć i będę żyć
Czasu jest coraz mniej
Więc wykorzystać chcę każdy dzień
Hej, nie umiem kłamać kiedy chce
Przed snem nie modle się o lepszy dzień
Różnych pokus wiele mam i rzadko kiedy mówię dość
Od lat wzbiera we mnie gorzka złość
Póki mi...
Będę marzyć i będę żyć
Czasu jest coraz mniej
Więc wykorzystać chcę każdy dzień
Hej, nie umiem kłamać kiedy chce
Przed snem nie modle się o lepszy dzień
Różnych pokus wiele mam i rzadko kiedy mówię dość
Od lat wzbiera we mnie gorzka złość
Póki mi...
King for a day
True Gods, they sleep
Locked in their mountain of dreams
They wait for the call: for the hunger
They must be freed.
Drive out the Christian seed
Lay waste; bring the storm and the thunder
There must be change
Or this land will crumble and decay
I must redeem them;...
Locked in their mountain of dreams
They wait for the call: for the hunger
They must be freed.
Drive out the Christian seed
Lay waste; bring the storm and the thunder
There must be change
Or this land will crumble and decay
I must redeem them;...
Those were the days
Once upon a time there was a tavern
Where we used to raise a glass or two
Remember how we laughed away the hours,
And dreamed of all the great things we would do
Chorus:
Those were the days my friend
We thought...
Where we used to raise a glass or two
Remember how we laughed away the hours,
And dreamed of all the great things we would do
Chorus:
Those were the days my friend
We thought...