Ian Gillan Band - Hang me out to dry
Tekst :
I can t lose
Don t want to change my situation
I can t lose
Got this strange infatuation
When my seeds were sown
Then the cold wind blowing in my face
My life was just confusion
And when I roll my eyes they say
I ve lost my sense of reason
And one day my woman said to me
You re almost human
Hang me out to dry
I can t lose
When I travel down my own road
I can t lose
You don t know the things that I know
And when the rain comes down
I see the lights in town gently calling
But I have to keep on walking
And when the dogs are howling
At the full moon
I start falling
And my head that s almost human
Reaches out and keeps me talking
Hang me out to dry
I can t lose
When it s ripped down to the bone
I can t lose
A better time I ve never known
When my seeds were sown
Then the cold wind
Blowing in my face
My life was just confusion
And when I rolled my eyes
They said I lost my sense of reason
And one day my woman said to me
You re almost human
Hang me out to dry
Inne utwory
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Last night in my dreams
I sae you with another
and when I turned around
You were gone
It all came back to me
trough a postman and this letter
That bought the words
I fell in love with another
How does it feel when you wake up in the...
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Niech cały świat się dowie,
Jak kocha się w Krakowie,
jak kocha się w Krakowie
Niech cały świat się dowie,
Jak kocha się w Krakowie,
jak kocha się w Krakowie
Jak długo nasza Wisła i jak Zygmunta...
Come vi va io lo so già
siete sintonizzati qua
state però
buoni perchè
forse vi do il tempo che fa
sapete che al mio tre
tutti dovrete ridere
sarete più belli così:
ridete e state in ordine
Radiogommina
Moje słońce
pali, topi wszelką materię
jego słońce
leniwie ślizga się po skórze
moje deszcze
jak topór kata tną na oślep
jego deszcze
są symfonią kropel
A mój wiatr
walczy ze mną gdy stawiam mu opór
jego wiatr
Well we re living on borrowed time, Lord
Can you give us another day
Yes we re living on borrowed time, Lord
Can you give us another day
Our chance of survival is slim, it s what they say
Yes we re living on borrowed time, Lord
Can you give us another day
We gotta hold ourselves...