you're gonna bet Yeah, yeah you're gonna learn Chorus: Don't bother waking me at five in the morning 'Cos I don't wanna know Don't bother waking me at five in the morning
at 5 in the morning 'Cause I don't want to know Stevie knows that it ain't dead Yeah Farmer uncle still in bed M.A.C. was born to rock, there's not a
Traduzione: A. Cinque del mattino.
Mrs Jones and I were dreaming of the moon On Wednesday afternoons without a cloud And the mirage of a suburb in the rain On a train and drifting down
in no morning dew, my honey. Can't walk you out in no morning dew, leave with my heart. I thought I heard a young girl crying, baby I thought I heard a
the need of healin' thats when the heat's not concealin' then it be a whole 'lot of cap peelin' a whole 'lot of runnin' children a whole 'lot of squealin
gives a fuck about us But when I start to rise A hero in they children's eyes Now they give a fuck about us [EDI] It's the morning after and now
look at it You know (really do) They don't give a fuck about us They don't give a fuck about us They don't give a fuck about us Thuggin' till
to pick my fro really doe, a sunny day, I'm playing for keeps no need for a rental, a bicycles cool, because my game is deep a freak peep, and looked
get it all out What's in my head And I am feeling a little peculiar And so I wake in the morning And I step outside And I take a deep breath and I get
have you anymore. You said me: ?Tell me a story? I started ?Once upon a time? there was a boy with all his minds. He was a man or maybe he was growing
though but less unfortunate you had an alloy spoke Mongoose and I had a Huffy You owned a green machine three different lunch pails I had a go-cart that I built from a
me with a lame lie about my bank Oh shit, look out bitch, dump a bitch catch a plane Yeah hoe now you know, I'm a pimp, and I'm a clown all upside yo
summertime with a sexy ass waistline Round like a dime, so I hit you with a fine line Design for your mind, we can take a walk on the beach Fendi sandals
What have you done? I don't feel up at all, i lost my shoe Down the corner got your name Nothing more could piss me off Like five nights in a travel
[Speaking through a microphone] NEW CD! Shhh... Don't Tell "Good morning students and faculty, If I could have your attention please. As you may, or
When I witness fury scurry past my window Model city in a bottle plugged hostile Its bliss kissin pollutin And a billion suckers pucker in a bind Maybe
be the propaganda banners, well, sure I'll be a Marine with a clean sword and blue uniform, it only takes a dollar and a dream and I abide great idiot