out the light We'd be lost in the forever night Chorus: Hold back the dawn Hold back the dawn Won't you raise up your hand And hold back the dawn I
Traduzione: The Band. La porta d'oro.
Well you step out on the dance floor And you grab at your boss's wife You've been longing to hold her close For the whole of your working life And the band
re still crowin' You're still goin' strong You'll see the crowd swayin' For the band's playin' One of your old favorite songs From way back when Dolly
day you'll pay Doomed to this kid that you fueled with anger actions Disgust mostly sick most, never have satisfaction Till your bones melt high incident clips and crumple zones Hold
th, friday morning, purple dawn, broke a yawn, as i stepped through the fog, like I stepped to a song a moment like a poem, you wish you could hold it
Welcome 2 the Dawn U've just accessed the Wild Experience (Hold, hold, hold onto your wigs!) Break down! Huh, this is a bust (Hold onto your wigs!)
'm gonna introduce a wonderful band 2 U (Bring on the band) They're the hottest thing I know [nowadays] The N.P.G.! {crowd cheers} That's right, we're the only band
head in the dark, kill the night ride(?) [verse 3: Slug] Stand back, no piggy backing with the mad mats A mini apple road warrior give me that hand clap From the hash back
March, march, march, march Boomdizzle, baby Way back in 1776 Who would have thought we would have had these chicks Sum kinda slim and some extra thick
up to dawn I want to say what's up to nicola My man rhythm shawn, shimsho, yam love, Spike d, willie d, na rock, chicago, yo! Yo! I can't hold it back
step out on the dance floor And you grab at your boss's wife You've been longing to hold her close For the whole of your working life And the band
A song by a band called "Marxman" containing background vocals by Sinead. ------------------------------------------------- A thousand cultures stolen
you'll pay Doomed to this kid that you fueled with anger actions Disgust mostly sick most, never have satisfaction Till your bones melt high incident clips and crumple zones Hold
bands And it don't stop to the midnight, this glass got me right Only live lo light don't drown in the mo dawn On to the disco, Sisco got me laced Scorch
life so mercifully brief? So I stride down sunny streets and the band plays back my song They're applauding at my shadow, long after I am gone Should I hold
, Friday mornin', purple dawn Broke a yawn, as I stepped through the fog Like I stepped to a song A moment like a poem, you wish you could hold it I shut