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John Lydon - Round | Текст Иностранной Песни
Round and around, around, around, round, round...(x3) Well of course, we've always had it in us. For a million years, sleeping halliotious. Deaf ears provide perfect pure
John Lydon - Dis-Ho | Текст Иностранной Песни
Hey ho too, I know you Heave ho, heave I must've been a horse's ass To let her keep me under the lash Some kind of king in a big palace She took my
John Lydon - Another Way | Текст Иностранной Песни
I, I've got to find another way I, I've got to find another way Put it down to no one else Yes, I, I've got to find another way One upmanship is a game you
John Lydon - Fishing | Текст Иностранной Песни
Closed mouth catches no flies. Burning bridges as you're crossing is not very wise. When analyzed, be tongue-tied. Play snakes and ladders, but not suicide. Like casting
John Lydon - The Pardon | Текст Иностранной Песни
I think you need me now. I'm from chapter to chapter. I'll never let go. I have an appetite. Follow the rules of life. Never the same thing twice.
John Lydon - World Destruction | Текст Иностранной Песни
World Destruction Speak about destruction. (x3) This is a world destruction, your life ain't nothing. The human race is becoming a disgrace. Countries are fighting with
John Lydon - Bags | Текст Иностранной Песни
Black rubber bags. Sunburns in a perfect day. Now smell the air of this perfect sky. Silent sweet, a precious place, desirable shade. Beneath the pinyon pine. Drawn by
John Lydon - Bad Life | Текст Иностранной Песни
Call me up after midnight. Tell me I'm wrong, tell me I'm right. What do you want, what do I get? Did you just need the argument? Well, bad life. Cockroach
John Lydon - The Order Of Death | Текст Иностранной Песни
This is what you want. This is what you get. Here now. Night light. Windows. Waiting. Weakness. Waiting. Silent. Payment.
John Lydon - 1981 | Текст Иностранной Песни
I could be desperate. I think I'm brave. Could stay and watch you. (repeat) You gave me nothing, an early grave. I'm vegetating. I want more, more,
