Franz Ferdinand - Well That Was Easy | Текст Иностранной Песни
Oh well, that was easy, waiting Everything's easy now And the days are, oh, so normal But, oh Hannah, how I miss you Oh, Hannah, how I miss you Oh, Hannah,
Franz Ferdinand - This Boy | Текст Иностранной Песни
Yeah It seems this boy bathed in ridicule Too forward, way too physical It's time that I had another I'm always wantin' more, if there's another
Franz Ferdinand - Do You Want To | Текст Иностранной Песни
Well I woke up tonight and said I I'm gonna make somebody love me I'm gonna make somebody love me And now I know, now I know, now I know I know that it's you
Franz Ferdinand - Jacqueline | Текст Иностранной Песни
Jacqueline was seventeen Working on a desk when Ivor peered above a spectacle Forgot that he had wrecked a girl Sometimes these eyes Forget the face they're
Franz Ferdinand - Lindsey Wells | Текст Иностранной Песни
Great Western Wind catches in your Celtic hair Flicks it round your face like flames around the sun In the bright cold air you seem as innocent and fair As Rita Tushingham in
Franz Ferdinand - Fresh Strawberries | Текст Иностранной Песни
We are fresh strawberries Fresh burst of red strawberries Ripe, turning riper in the bowl We will soon be rotten We will all be forgotten Half remembered rumours of the
Franz Ferdinand - Don't Start | Текст Иностранной Песни
There's only wind and dust to follow Your footsteps on the run You know me, know when I'm without you I swear my heart burns in the sun Baby, don't start
Franz Ferdinand - Love Illumination | Текст Иностранной Песни
When you're half way from a dream Is it hard to work out what is real? Is the real over there more vivid than here ever feels? We could love We could love you If
Franz Ferdinand - I'm Your Villain | Текст Иностранной Песни
You toss in a word And I'm your villain I see the passion emerge And I'm your villain But serious You're so serious Oh, like a waiter Hating
Franz Ferdinand - Shopping For Blood | Текст Иностранной Песни
I live in the Merchant city Drive a four by four Oh, I eat M and S, it tastes of nothing Oh, I taste of nothing I am the new Scottish gentry An anglified vowel,