Andrew Bird - Some of these days
Tekst :
Some of these days, you ll miss your honey
Some of these days I ll be going away
Some of these days you ll miss your honey
You know you re going to miss me sweet darling I m going away
Some of these days you ll be sorry
Some of these days I ll be going away
Some of these days you ll miss your honey
You know your going to miss me sweet darling I m going away
You will never know what your friend will do if they re going away
She will miss him oh little honey
She will miss him for I m going away
Some of these days , oh little honey you know you re going to miss me sweet darling
I m going away
You will never know what your friend will do if they re going away
She will miss him oh little honey
She will miss him for I m going away
Some of these days oh little honey you know you re going to miss me sweet darling
I m going away
Inne utwory
Mx missiles Simple x First song A drinking song Wait Goth olympians The naming of things Masterfade The happy birthday song Dark matter Waiting to talk Core and ring Measuring cups Fake palindromes Losowe utwory
Bout that time again
Strange feelin’ in the wind
Standin’ in this place
Starin’ face to face
But we don’t see eye to eye
Somehow all the blame is mine
You’re doin’ nothin’ wrong
You say all your trust is gone
Yeah you gotta tell me what you want ‘cause I can’t see through your mind
Oh you...
The Tree Gives Me Shade
The Shade Turns to Shadow
He Turns to Speak
The Apple Tree Man
Lives in a Secret Garden
And I Held the Key
He May Be Alone With Himself
Living in His Mind
He May Be in Love With Himself
But What Will He Do When He Finds
He Left Someone Behind
Maybe He Let Me...
{Ja Rule}
Gangsta.. you know
Huh, gangsta, c mon, hehe
Uhh.. got my nigga Vin Diesel in the house, y know
Number one movie in the country and all that
Haha! Yo..
{Chorus: Ja Rule}
Nuttin but some gangsters, smokin and ridin (YO!)
Come on get high with us...
Give me the flower that I need
I’ll take care of it
I ll add bleach to the water
I’ll follow the usual procedures yes, I will
I’ll take my time and I’ll nurture it until it dies
I am careful when I cut the stems
I know how to deal with them
When Sunday comes...
My dewy-eyed bride what has tried
Swapping your blood with formaldehyde? monsters?
Whiskey-plied voices cried fratricide!
Jesus don’t you know that you coulda died with the monsters what talk
Monsters what walk the earth
She’s got red lipstick and a bright pair of shoes
Knee high socks what to cover a bruise
She’s got an old death...