Well my brother he was a drinking man And I asked him for release He said this won't do you no good And sent for the police Well they busted me for
Oh Lord All is all is I is me is us Oh Lord Trying the best I can, an imperfect man With fire to understand But it's so hard to see when blind Find
In my younger years I saw People in the trees They spoke and sheltered me They're still with me Was, was I dreaming? Could I be? It's so hard to believe
the moon, there once was love Sent from the sky up above A reminder of all the pain caused The moon detroyer awaits her To destroy the moon at all cost
Don't want you down Don't want to let you down How I try But it still makes you cry That I'm a man Who always wants more And your sweet heart has grown
Well, my brother, he was a drinking man and I asked him for release He said, ?This won't do you no good, and sent for the police" Well, they busted me
Oh Lord All is all is I is me is us Oh Lord Trying the best I can, an imperfect man With fire to understand But it's so hard to see when blind Find your
Traduzione: Mott the Hoople. Al piano superiore la Luna.
need you and baby don't be so sad cause when you got me its not so bad I swear if could i'd pull down the moon and the sun would always shine ill carry you upstairs
pearly gates (Yeah?) To see the man upstairs on some real talk homie I'm tired of bein' stuck here If I could I would fly to moon (zoom) Y'all probably
marble floor Where a voice from the gambling room is callin' her to come on in. She smiles, walks the other way As the last ship sails and the moon fades
the pristine china vase, as mother's cold eyes scan the room Perfect, white Not a speck of dust in sight She's startled by the stereo upstairs A daughter
the Jeep I asked her who was home she said her sister but she sleep Walked upstairs, right into the room with one skylight lookin straight at the moon
hits the earth Countin my birth, puttin in work Um, before we start to disolve, the dirt and disappear from here Countin my fears, hopin theres a heaven upstairs The moon
baba hoom baba hoom baba hey hey Hoom baba hoom baba hoom baba hey hey hoom baba hoom baba hoom baba hey hey It's best to stay upstairs With the Good