Тексты песен «Ghost Mice»

Well if you want to sing out, sing out And if you want to be free, be free Because there's a million things to be You know that there are And if you want to live high, live high And if you want to live low, live low...

I will not sing another song for the dead Because the dead, they are not listening. From now on all the songs that I sing Will be songs sung for the living. I will not sing about my heartbreaks. It's better to sing...

I broke my promise on a very sharp rock And I was possessed by something quite unfriendly And I was haunted by a demon in my sleep And that's how I learned how to survive. I gave a berr to a bum that was drinking And I...

The devil told my grampa The day that he would die And my grampa told my grandma And she thought it was a lie Then the day came and my Grampa he lay dead Just like the devil said A train cut off his arms and legs And...

We must turn into monsters in the moonlight If we ever plan to fight against our many enemies. There's no low that they won't sink to, There's no tactic that they won't use. I'm afraid we're gonna have to get mean...

Under the pines a hundred yards from the center of the universe, And alarm goes off half the night. We'll pass around a cucumber and we'll peel a giant grapefruit, And hope it doesn't rain on our leaky tent. After that...

I've come such a long way to get to where I am today, And I must admit I used to be more like one of my enemies. And step by step my progress seemed so slow, Cause there was such a cold and lonely road That most the...

Take me out tonight Where there is music and there is people And they are young and alive Driving in your car I never, never want to go home Because I haven't got one anymore Take me out tonight Because I want to see...

I first saw you at a festival And then I saw you at a few more shows. I knew that I had to introduce myself to you. After all those times of each other It was something that I had to do. We hung out in your van. We...

I'm as thin as the wind in November, Just when it starts to blow cold. So I'll raise my glass to remember. I'll make my empty toast. I said here's to the future that came and went. Here's to the past the days well...

What have we done? What have we done? Are we making any changes or just having fun? What have we done? What have we done? Is this more than just music? Is it more than just a club? Are we making any difference? What...

She came from a poor home On the wrong side of the river Where she played out in the streets And dreamed of better He came from the farmland Where he worked hard every day Like a prince in shining armor He came and...