Lletres:
Be Good Tanyas Chinatown

spend their lives in sin and misery In the house of the Rising Sun. Now the only thing a gambler needs Is a suitcase and a trunk And the only time he will be

too many of you Too many of you And sometimes they look you straight in the eye Saying 'I too am human, you could easily be here Easily be here' Although

in my mouth. I wish I had wings, just like an aeroplane I wish I had wings, just like an aeroplane Fly down, find my baby. never be lonesome again.

you have done with no hope for tomorrow in the setting of the sun and the oceans are howlin' for things that might have been and the last good morning sunrise will be

I'm a ship, I'm a ship, I'm a ship Out on the sea None of my love Floating wild come back to me So I write you a letter, I'll write you a letter With

the way your mind works drivin' so fast, carving your way through the city well you can't tell me you get what you want you've figured it out and