Sleeper - Delicious

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You re a big man
But you´re out of shape
I could help you
Get it back again

We should both go to bed
Till we make each other sore
We should both stay in bed
Till we make each other roar

You´re a big man
But you´re hard do please
You shouldn´t worry
It´s just my head that´s diseased

We should both get away
And explore our darkest dreams
We should both find a place
Where no one can hear our sreams

You´re delicious (x6)

You´re so dirty
Make it dirtier

Inne utwory

  • Statuesque
  • Bedhead
  • Click off gone
  • Rollercoaster
  • Glue ears
  • Nice guy Eddie
  • Nothing is changing
  • Alice in vain
  • Inbetweener
  • Traffic accident
  • Please please please
  • Because of you
  • Pyrotechnician
  • Good luck Mr Gorsky
  • Atomic
  • Sale of the century
  • Shrinkwrapped
  • Hunch
  • Losowe utwory

    Akcen

    Astazi pe la 5 ma vad cu ea
    Nu stiu ce m-asteapta
    Poate de la 8 e cu altcineva
    Iubirea-i nedreapta...
    Acum c-am ajuns departe vreau sa te-ntreb:

    Refren:
    Ma iubesti sau m-ai uitat, cine-i vinovat ?
    Am o dragoste de dat, nu de inchiriat
    Oare cine te-a vrajit...

    Hold On To Me

    I see the pieces
    People in places
    Burn up the night
    And fade to grey

    Walking on water
    Dancing on wire
    Hang on the edge
    and don t let them...

    I m on the outside
    Wide open spaces
    Searching for time to hold onto

    Into the daylight
    Your revelation
    Cuts like a knife
    And Breaks on trough

    Hold onto this
    To dream is a gift
    To love...

    LDN

    Riding through the city on my bike all day
    Cause the filth took away my licence
    It doesn t get me down and I feel ok
    Cause the sights that I m seeing are priceless

    Everything seems to look as it should
    But I wonder what goes on behind doors...

    Heavy curse

    Calling all the creature in my mind
    You know that hate is full in my mind
    The black cloud covers the sky above

    I just feel the fire of my soul
    I take my own heart to that hell
    To hell...

    Oh, the cursing is my comfort
    The friendship had ended
    Now carry out for today
    Remembrance is in...

    Walking in my shoes

    I would tell you about the things,
    They put me through.
    The pain I ve been subjected to.
    But the Lord himself would blush.
    The countless feasts laid at my feet,
    Forbidden fruits for me to eat.
    But I think your pulse would start...