The man at the back of the queue was sent
To feel the smack of firm government
Linger by the flyposter, for a fight
It's the same story every night
I've been hurt and we've been had
You leave home, and you don't go back
Someone told me Monday, someone told me Saturday
Wait until tomorrow and there's still no way
Read it in a book or write it in a letter
Wake up in the morning and there's still no guarantee
Only last night I found myself lost
By the station called King's Cross
Dead and wounded on either side
You know it's only a matter of time
I've been good and I've been bad
I've been guilty of hanging around
Someone told me Monday, someone told me Saturday
Wait until tomorrow and there's still no way
Read it in a book or write it in a letter
Wake up in the morning and there's still no guarantee
So I went looking out today
For the one who got away
Murder walking round the block
Ending up in King's Cross
Good luck, bad luck waiting in a line
It takes more than the matter of time
Someone told me Monday, someone told me Saturday
Wait until tomorrow and there's still no way
Read it in a book or write it in a letter
Wake up in the morning and there's still no guarantee
Someone told me Monday, someone told me Saturday
Wait until tomorrow and there's still no way
Read it in a book or write it in a letter
Wake up in the morning and there's still no guarantee
And there's still no guarantee
There is still no guarantee
Pamenu kokiais 1985ais kai Lietuvoje dar nebuvo Dievo, rimtesniu baznyciu, renginiu, katinas leopoldas buvo pirmas krikscionis neses Dievo zinia i dar sovietine sali.
Jei esi geras – viskas lengva kelyje,
O kai atvirkščiai – sunku ir tamsu darosi tiesiog.
Pasidalink su kiekvienu džiaugsmu savo tyru,
Sėk aplinkui juoką skambų ir tyrą.
Jei dainas dainuoji – linksmiau pasidaro,
O kai atvirkščiai – nuobodu ir pilka, be gal
Daina Jei esi geras leopoldas.
Lietus basas per žemę nubėgo,
Klevams per pečius tapšnojo delnais.
Jei diena giedra – gera ir miela,
O kai atvirkščiai – liūdna pasidaro visai.
Girdis, kaip skamba aukštai danguje
Saulės spindulių stygos šviesios.
Jei esi g
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Erotomanas: Sto pensando a noi
Patrakus senute: Can't stop thinking of you
Eros: ono umana situazioni
Patrakus: They're just human contradictions (R.I.P.)