Letra de Sour suite de Who Guess
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Letra de SOUR SUITE de WHO GUESS.
( Who Guess )
Don´t wanna listen to my telephone ring
Or sing ding-a-ling or talk about a thing
Not this mornin´
I don´t wanna think about the night before
Or maybe it´s a bore behind that open door
Got no time for that this mornin´
If I had the mind or I had the time
Maybe I could throw together a new kind of rhyme
And tell about my warnin´
But it´s too late now
It´s too late now
It´s too late now
I don´t wanna think about a runaway Dad
That took away the only thing that I´ve ever had
Don´t even miss him this mornin´
I don´t wanna think about a cold goodbye
Or a high school buddy got a little too high
I can´t help him out this mornin´
Reviewers laugh at me so I go out to see
And perhaps it´s just as well, ´cause I´d rather be in hell
Than be a wealthy man this mornin´
But it´s too late now
It´s too late now
It´s too late now
Whatever happened to images, ´cause now they´re gone
And worn out phrases just keep a-hangin´ on
Whatever happened to homes as opposed to houses?
A conversation, sayings as the evening drowses
It´s just like 4 6 2 O 1
It´s just like 4 6 2 O 1
Whatever happened to early morning urban skies?
And broken faces, half with melting eyes
Enough of riddles that just play with time
´Cause I´m still here and I can´t beg a dime
I´m back here in 4 6 2 O 1
I´m back here in 4 6 2 O 1
Some bed is waitin´ for me ´round the corner now
I gotta find it and try and hang on for a little while
Back here in 4 6 2 O 1, yeah
Mmm, there´s gotta be a few small changes made
Don´t wanna listen to my telephone ring
Or sing ding-a-ling or talk about a thing
Leave me alone this mornin´
Or sing ding-a-ling or talk about a thing
Not this mornin´
I don´t wanna think about the night before
Or maybe it´s a bore behind that open door
Got no time for that this mornin´
If I had the mind or I had the time
Maybe I could throw together a new kind of rhyme
And tell about my warnin´
But it´s too late now
It´s too late now
It´s too late now
I don´t wanna think about a runaway Dad
That took away the only thing that I´ve ever had
Don´t even miss him this mornin´
I don´t wanna think about a cold goodbye
Or a high school buddy got a little too high
I can´t help him out this mornin´
Reviewers laugh at me so I go out to see
And perhaps it´s just as well, ´cause I´d rather be in hell
Than be a wealthy man this mornin´
But it´s too late now
It´s too late now
It´s too late now
Whatever happened to images, ´cause now they´re gone
And worn out phrases just keep a-hangin´ on
Whatever happened to homes as opposed to houses?
A conversation, sayings as the evening drowses
It´s just like 4 6 2 O 1
It´s just like 4 6 2 O 1
Whatever happened to early morning urban skies?
And broken faces, half with melting eyes
Enough of riddles that just play with time
´Cause I´m still here and I can´t beg a dime
I´m back here in 4 6 2 O 1
I´m back here in 4 6 2 O 1
Some bed is waitin´ for me ´round the corner now
I gotta find it and try and hang on for a little while
Back here in 4 6 2 O 1, yeah
Mmm, there´s gotta be a few small changes made
Don´t wanna listen to my telephone ring
Or sing ding-a-ling or talk about a thing
Leave me alone this mornin´
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