Übersetzung: The Slackers. Verschlossen.
Patiently devoted to The words I haven?t spoken But have heard a thousand times And never cared about Lived above the closely sandy winter That?s been
I got a rifle on my back Swinging past the birch trees Well, I set of a bomb way back there I don't care about nobody but me I, no, I ain't slack Ran
?ve got a rifle on my back Swinging past the birch trees. Well I set of a bomb way back there. I don?t care about nobody but me. ?coz I ain?t slack
Übersetzung: Fireside. Locker.
Übersetzung: Turin Brakes. Locker.
I?ve got a rifle on my back Swinging past the birch trees. Well I set of a bomb way back there. I don?t care about nobody but me. ?coz I ain?t slack
