It's only been a year But it feels like a lifetime here How's it been for you? Does it feel like a lifetime too? What would you do now in light of it
Okay, I could live without it Were you ever my age? No, I doubt it A native American feather The Generals look better in leather Blow, blow, blow it
You've seen the world, what did it look like? You took a plane, I'll take a pushbike Run with the wolves, calling all the wolf pack When did you go and
They've all got their opinions but then what do they know If you can't go back, where the hell do you go? Does everybody really feel as high as a kite
Break me on the thirty seventh hour Tout me, doubt me, show me all of your power I will watch you rise on my back from the ground Friend or foe? I don
Pretty girl, wreckin' bar Ra, ra, ra, ra, here you are Blowing up 'bout twice a night Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, here I am The Angel's Game, F. Scott Fitzgerald
I can barely look at you Don't tell me who you lost it to Didn't we say we had a deal? Didn't I say how bad I feel? Everyone needs a helping hand Who
Hanging out some Underneath European sun Hanging out under your thumb Under it, second to none Well, I don't mind about taking it slow I'm perfectly
If at some point we all succumb For goodness sake, let us be young 'Cause time gets harder to outrun And I'm nobody, I'm not done With a cool, cool breeze
Well, I don't wanna wake up in the morning But I've got to face the day That's what all the friends I do not like as much as you say I don't wanna do
Great Dane's cheekbones, teenage hormones Young complexion, a physical affection You're a godsend, do you want a boyfriend? Crazy, crazy, easy tiger
Pretty girl, wreckin' bar, Ra ra ra ra yeah you are! Growin' up, I'm twice the man, Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah I am! The angels gave F. Scott Fitzgerald
I can barely look at you, Don't tell me who you lost it to. Didn't we say we had a deal? Didn't I say how bad I feel? Everyone needs a helping hand;
Break me on the 37th hour, Tout me, doubt me, show me all of your power. I will watch you rise on my back from afar, Friend, I thought, don't know if
Well, I don't wanna wake up in the mornin', But I've got to face the day. That's what all the friends I do not like as much as you say. I don't wanna
Okay, I could live without it, Were you ever my age? No, I doubt it. A native American feather; But Generals look better in leather. Blow, blow, blow
..., cheekbones, she makes ..., Hot complexion; a physical affection, You're a godsend, do you want a boyfriend? Crazy, crazy, easy tiger! Her mind's
