Lletres: Ryan Adams. 1974.

The sun is shinin' hard at my feet
The city is an animal ready to eat
And it's raining like a nosebleed
Cigarettes are sweet
Feel it comin' on
Bloody as the day I was born
It's 1974
Just like the day I was born
It's 1974

She isn't crazy, she's just not impressed
She stabs me with her eyes dirty knives [???]
It's rainin like the bombs in my room when I'm alone
I swear I think I've known you before

Just like the day I was born
It's 1974
Just like the day I was born
It's 1974
Just like the day I was born
It's 1974
Just like the day I was born
It's 1974

Do you wanna, do you wanna, do you wanna, come on
Do you wanna, do you wanna, come and just bring it on
Nothin's gonna stop it now, you're nothin' til you want it, come on
Do you wanna, do you wanna, come on, just bring it on
It's 1974
It's 1974
It's 1974
It's 1974