hell we know. birthright violence, cemetery silence, endless marching armies. ancient rages, sacred pages, makes me sick and sorry for us all. nobody's hands are clean, it's true and it's
I know love because of you see I know love I know what love?s all about And you showed me love I know what love?s all about Ohhhhh I used to think
what I said and maybe now It's time to slow things down So please, don't believe what I'm saying Try to forgive me, I know I have my faults But nobody
you're no good Just because there's a reason It doesn't mean it's understood It doesn't make it all right It doesn't make it all right It's the worse
live anymore Nobody knows Nobody sees that this girl doesn?t know who she is She does not understand why nobody wants her, or why nobody needs her Nobody knows Nobody
Tulkojums: Visi. Neviens.
she can't find She's losing her mind She's fallen behind She can't find her place She's losing her faith She's fallen from grace She's all over the place
familiar hell we know. birthright violence, cemetery silence, endless marching armies. ancient rages, sacred pages, makes me sick and sorry for us all. nobody's hands are clean, it's true and it's
s feeling so connected But he don't talk to a soul He got a stash of Twinkies Up in his room [Chorus:] Nobody here anymore Nobody mindin' the store They've all
all the people are players, Turn on the spotlight it's yours. All the world is a stage, all the people are players, Ring up the curtain Applause one thing's for certain, it's
Gimme a country that's red, white and blue Gimme the British way, honest and true Gimme the chance to be one of the few Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme
't you see? It won't mean a thing to me I've been doing this too long Baby girl, I've felt it all So watch out If you try to play your luck Ain't nobody
I'm not doing anything Nothing at all, nothing at all Tomorrow I'll wake up, do some P90X Find a really nice girl, have some really nice sex And she's
all Now I'm gonna get you alone Give you a fever, fever yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah Oh baby, your light's on But your mom's
on the weekend Trying to make it pay So here it is Its been a hard day Harder nights The rockstars girlfriend Has lost the fight Well its alright baby I'm nobody's
friends That's money on my mind, Wale Get 'em all, get 'em all, pack it all up Stack up your funds like a million bucks Across the pond, they all know
