VERSE 1: A long haired man came to my door Wearing roman sandles, carrying a golden sword Said come with me, and I'll take you higher. We soared out
Quand tu viens chanter tous mes airs preferes on dirait que la vie recommence Il a suffit qu'un beau matin un tambourin suivent le refrain d'une guitare
rose Elles passent pas d'habitude, les temps changent Et bien qu'j'sois tout pres comme chaque jour La nenette au teckel me dit meme pas bonjour Elle ouvre son roman
Blue light guitars and a tropical breeze Hummin' birds mime the words as they dance in the trees It's a flashback kind of crowd It's a cabaret sound
Well, he out grew his sequin suit Sold his Trailways bus Let his hair get a little too long Duck tails bit the dust His custom made, pearl inlaid guitar
didascalies, Surtout dans les metaphores On croit qu'ils sont plusieurs, Mais c'est un monologue, En fait, le personnage discute avec un mort Si c'est p'tetre un roman
t miss) Fix for your nose, my flows make you sick (uh-huh) Two chicks for me, none for you like Twix Play with niggaz head like 'Clef guitar picks Went
d break your name before I'd say, "I really love you, love you, " I don't care if you saw, I watched every inch of film Flash across your Roman features
playin' that stupid punk-ska crap But there's nothin' more that I want Than to play the music and please Mont You're reading these lyrics in Times New Roman
' that stupid punk-ska crap But there's nothin' more that I want Than to play the music and please Mont You're reading these lyrics in Times New Roman
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seguo perche. Mi trascina con se e travolge il mio cuor. Vedo un ombra lontana e una stella lassu... O chitarra Romana accompagnami tu! O chitarra Romana