Тексты песен «Bronx»

what happens now that it's over create a new violent type of love don't lead me to the bridge don't walk me to the water i can't control myself from taking don't lead me to the bridge don't walk me to the water i...

We rode like ghosts across the Earth We woke on Spanish clouds of dirt But if they only knew The places we'd been to Into the desert night, I ride My brother by my side Mi hermano la pistola But tomorrow we'll be gone...

Oh, my love Where have you gone? Oh, my love Have you moved on? You made me weak You made me pale You made me nervous You made me shake Oh, my love Where have you gone? Oh, my love Have you moved on?

Songwriters: Vik, Jorma; Caughthran, Matt; Tweedy, James; Ford, Joby J;Days, you always want to tell me lies You try to sell me to the stars at night You think I'm too uptight Love, you call me on the phone, alone You...

Against these tides of war I swim until I can't swim anymore Just like I did the year before Against oceans of class I swim until my lungs finally collapse And I'm at peace with my past So drag me down to the...

Think fast or you'll never survive. You feel the whiplash if all the cities divide. Make heroes that could barely exist. I'm running from your mouth and the hammer and fist. Lead the way, I got a brain to resist and...

I'm coming up for air I can't breathe, I'm dying down here I'm coming up for life I got to make some wrong things right I don't believe in fate Just choice, just cause and effect I heard the coast was clear Is anyone...

hey man (??) get up it's time to live a little time to lighten it up limousines - yes! could you please wear a shorter dress? compromise - no it's time to live a little it's time to let it all go and i hope you don't...

You say that you got the answers You heard them all on the telephone And now you're telling everybody A major coup in the business zone We got new thoughts, new ideas it's all so groovy It's just a shame that we all...

I heard her call Shook me right out of my bed Came to console me Placing her hand on my head I felt her sing Using the wind as it's words Promising only Promising me to the Earth Every night I get older Every night is...

does this endless wrecking ball involve anyone or anything at all be careful how much you take they're watching your every move waiting on your dance floor endless get away confessed to a wall cause these kind of...

Where not here to entertain you. We don't care about your rights. Last night there was a crime wave And no one survived! Now give us an explanation. What's your alibi? Were you working at the factory Did you work till...

well everybody i know has one good chance to die to be swallowed whole by the big blue empty sky feel the heavens stare with a cold hard look in it's eyes to hear the sound of something awful on the rise so pray...

give me inner tension baby, so sweet and slow. half hearted misdirection, baby where will we go? slit wrists are the latest fashion, and your sheets see the dirtiest action. we're independent mammas. broke kids and...

His body's abused He'll die with the accused He's losing his patience with life If there's a bed He cannot rest his head 'Cause we take too much of his time So quit asking Jesus for help And go out of find it yourself...

Live like a slave With no holidays How many ways Did you count the days? But it feels so good to be gone From my own kind What's in a name? And propped on a grave What good is a home When nobody's home?

Electrify the night Follow the moon Islands don't dream Of cities like you 'Cause you can't stop sleepwalking Follow the moon Oh, you can't stop sleepwalking Your spirits consume Falling through trees Safe from...

told you so if you could just let go let's get this right let's take our time let's get this right now we feel just fine we got ourselves untied in this dark hotel we found a wishing well and we're prepared for...

Songwriters: Vik, Jorma; Caughthran, Matt; Tweedy, James; Ford, Joby J.;Dry the blood, I'm done Feeling the separation I'm sick of your dried blood This is self control Stop this standard, it never stops It's not gonna...

Songwriters: Vik, Jorma; Caughthran, Matt; Tweedy, James; Ford, Joby J;Quiet like an elevator, even the walls are scared I'm dependent on a generator, just to breathe in air Medication, medication, signatures and stares...