John Cale - Bring it on up

Tekst :

Everybody s praying for the rains to come
And the snow is gonna fall, down on me
Lost up in the desert with a gun in my hand
And the locust gonna come to find me.

Started long ago, in my paper cup saloon
And the back-room boys still carrying that same old tune
We ve just one bottle left, standing on the shelf
I d better bring it on up, I d better bring it on up

Time to get the wagon, and in the back of the car
With the sherriff and me, singing out of key
Sooner then than later, I was up behind bars
With that empty bowl laughing right at me

Started long ago, in my paper cup saloon
And the back-room boys still carrying that same old tune
Just one bottle left, standing on the shelf
I d better bring it on up, I d better bring it on up

Inne utwory

  • Fade away tomorrow
  • Emily
  • Lay my love
  • Forever changed
  • Baby what you want me to do
  • Broken hearts
  • Hello there
  • Please
  • Footsteps
  • Buffalo ballet
  • Spinning away
  • Fighter pilot
  • A big white cloud
  • Andalucia
  • Losowe utwory

    Freedom

    Chorus (Porsha & Anita)
    I want my freedom, full freedom, full freedom, mmm, hmmm x2

    Verse 1

    As I look in the mirror I see the picture gettin clearer
    On the rip of this straightest of the life that I live
    But uh...

    Good thing

    I was looking for a new direction
    you gotta keep moving for you re own protection
    haven t got no love to stay in love (well well, ohhh)

    you turn the tables on my whole world baby
    you take away all the heartache that love gave me
    cant you...

    Emily Chambers

    Emily Chambers would make it pay
    Everyone knew she d turn out that way
    She turned her back and she ll be okay
    But she s not okay at all

    Every night with the radio on
    Emily fears that the day won t come...

    Tam lin

    What gar’s ye pu’ the rose Janet
    What gars ye break the tree
    I’ll come and go by carter haugh
    And ask me leave of thee.
    He’s ta’en her by the milk white hand
    And by the grass green sleeve
    He’s ta’en her by the milk white hand
    And by the grass green sleeve
    He’s ta’en her by...

    Wannabies

    None of us can help dreaming
    Because a dream is what colours our lives
    So we wish though it never comes true

    Any time at any place
    We re writing down a page of our own story
    Everyday is a new adventure
    Hardship is also a part of the story

    Close your eyes fast and you can...