We walked out like lions shot our prey and move noisily toward the gate
Our prey had widened my eyes
Are you hungry now?
Are you hungry now?
We liked to watch the fights break out an ending creep from these cheap plastic seats
And hold each other a little closer
We've got a place for the night
What are you worried about?
We've got our hand-set phones
Are you hungry now?
Are you hungry for?
We've got our alibis straight
What are you worried about?
I think I liked you more when you were worse
(are you hungry now? are you hungry for?)
Black birds
And we're back again
I caught a shock but my heart's still beating
Stop shaking your hips at me
You could learn a little less of photography
Sure.
We like to watch the fights break out an ending creep from these cheap plastic seats
And hold each other a little closer
We've got our friends in the city
What are you worried about?
We've got our alibis
Are you hungry now?
Are you hungry for?
We've got our hand-set phones on
What are you worried about?
I think I liked you more when you were worse
And at the point of taking you right outside hanging suspended in the air in the room where I used to stay
You'll find the time if you need it
2,500 miles apart but I never saw you clearer
We played for moments like this
Little sparks, little hits from someone else's garden
Hanging out of 15 storey windows never felt so relaxing
Bring out the real front.
Turn on the real drums.
Salt, Pepa & Spinderella
Johnny Foreigner
# Posté le samedi 05 décembre 2009 06:19
Modifié le vendredi 11 décembre 2009 16:05
