Testi:
Churchills The

I'm stuck in one gear Caught spinning wheels where're we going Its not been all you said its gonna be Black coffee mornings Blues station sings "I must

Out, mixed up in a crowd Christopher and loud Looking for a long lost friend Window to the street Tarot cards so neat She said she could see my soul

Give me strength to be sweet passion fruit Make me tall make me Courtney cute Maybe rich help me see precious things Help me mend these broken wings

Please don't tell I never meant to hurt you though I didn't wish you well (and) Please don't you tell I don't know what I was thinking This disease

Honest to God I never gave it a thought That I'd be much better without I was stuck in a haze another year in a daze That I'm still left wondering about

I coulda seen why some girls hide away When I saw you were crying alone last Sunday Pretty soon all the seeds will be sewn I'm a lot like your best friend

Traduzione: Il Churchills. Akshon (Yeah!) *.

I walk a lonly road the only one that I ever none don't know where it goes but it's home to me and I walk alone. I walk this empty

Well Mr. Churchill says, Mr. Churchill says We gotta fight the bloody battle to the very end Mr. Beaverbrook says we gotta save our tin And all the garden