Тексты песни «Cowboys»

The air is filled with dust And the morning sun is burning. Since eight years we keep riding Through this no man's land. Why do they trust in us? We are lawless in every category. Don't you ever follow the footprints...

Another Friday night, this place is pathetic. These pretty boys are more made up than me. They got color in their hair. Nobodies drinkin' beer, 'cause they're too concerned about 100 calories. [CHOURS] Where are...

Cowboys on the road tonight Crying in their sleep If I was a hungry man With a gun in my hand And some promises to keep Wanted to change the world Watch as easy as murder It's all headlights And vapor trails...

This is the Fugees, Outsiders up in here: [CLEF]:CHORUS Everyone wants to be a cowboy Grab your guns boy Forty-five by my side, No the nigger dies. [PACE1] Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen You shot your bullet,...

They say it's tough out there and that's for sure You pay your way twice over if not more They say that's the proce of fame, and now you've made your name Your freinds don't even treat you like they used to do before...

Tell me what your speeches meant today You didn't even write them anyway Look into my eyes I'm finished with your lies But I can see you've nothing else to say They do your hair and make up for TV (This is a man to be...

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Je n' veux pas perdre mon temps J' fais pas la queue dans les open bars Moi, je change d'endroit, je bouge... Je n' trane pas dans les teufs' O tout l' monde se bat pour la meme meuf' Vaut mieux pas foncer... dans le...

Did you sweep us far from your feet Reset in stone this stark belief Salted eyes and a sordid dye Too many years But don't despair this day, will be their damnedest day Ooh, if you take these things from me Did you...

Cowboys don't love Indians Maybe they fight too well They seem tough, but it's just a bluff Some things are hard to tell And who is brave? And who is strong? You think you are You could be wrong We talked, now it's...

Another Friday night, this place is pathetic. These pretty boys are more made up than me. They got color in their hair. Nobodies drinkin' beer, 'cause they're too concerned about 100 calories. [CHOURS] Where are the...

This is the Fugees, Outsiders up in here: [(CHORUS) CLEF:] Everyone wants to be a cowboy Grab your guns boy Forty-five by my side, No the n***er dies. [PACE1:] Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen You shot your bullet, but...