He seen a thousand faces come and go But he?s still here, nobody steels his show With a bottle a gin and a Martin guitar Man, the world's never seen a
it takes to make a dime I keep that paper on my mind I was born blind But now I see the road to riches It's a long road, full of hurdles Potholes and
were in denial We felt a lot of jealousy from the very start Your so-called friends kept tryin to tear us apart They used to tell you all kinda lies Just like a
In the tree-lined cities in forgotten fields Some are born too pretty, some are born too real Some to death-wish pity, while the selfish steal Some ground
and that was you, and I said something (anything) It was enough to me to talk to you to make you mine At Champs A?lysA©es, at Champs A?lysA©es If it'
pense -- a s'embrasser Aux Champs-A©lysA©es, aux Champs-A©lysA©es Au soleil, sous la pluie, a midi ou a minuit, Il y a tout ce que vous voulez aux Champs-A
a chante, on a danse Et l' on a meme pas pense A s' embrasser Aux Champs-Elysees Aux Champs-Elysees Au soleil sous la pluie A midi ou a minuit Il y a
This is all going all to shit What can I do, it's me and you ruined So now I'm leaving, scratching out my eyes From sights I've seen, done being keen
Nothing seems to be happening Except the shit from your world A desert walk and a sandstorm A ball of debt in my phone I know you're happy And that's
I'm gonna assume that my phone is broken Delivery reports have ruined my life Half a bowl of cereal's left me choking Choking on time My guitar is on
I've been waiting in this bedroom And nothing seems to make this any easier I think I'll take another shower Hopefully if I keep singing Maybe this will
Not so sweet dreams I never was one to love Please don't wake me In this life, I've had enough Oh, oh If you love me If you want me don't ignore me '
Shoot me into sleep Your beauty is so close to me And even better still, warm nights and the chill Creeping down my bones, reminds me I'm alone My sweet
my loins So I've run away To a happy ending And a girl who won't sin Jot me down in your note book Keep the lights low if you're sad Teenage love in a
Two weeks longer, we're getting older Likeness meet sometime Waitin' surely, all night and early Morning light, sun shines Please take me home again,
Long walk down A road that paves solemn ways And a quiet insecurity In your room The feel of your naked flesh And a frightened touch Sweetheart, I'll
kisses from the high Clementine, I won't ask why In a box, all my fears Hailed a cab, wiped my tears Fairy tale, subtle hint That lead me towards a happy
Chelsea teas and Socrates still haunt me A life I've strived and chased and haven't lost I gave it up so I should stop complainin' A better life in