high & dry you shake me up then you take me for a ride you got me high & dry you showed me how to play & then you lit the fire you got me high & dry I
Übersetzung: Angels. High And Dry.
, you got me so You got me so high and confused I don't know what to do So, you got me so You got me so high and confused I don't know what to do [T
me why, tell me why, Do they all get to live, and I have to die? And the angels sing: let it shine, let it shine, Dry the teardrops from my eyes. And
me what she knew About dignity I went down where the vultures feed I would've got deeper, but there wasn't any need Heard the tongues of angels and the
One Christmas eve in the steeple high An angel did appear She smiled and said to the little blue bell I've come to dry your tears and on that night So
my share of ups and downs, You live and learn, this world keeps on turning round, Sometimes those rainy days Seem like they last forever Wish I could turn the page, And move on (and
blood and a bit of it was mine I saw children in a river But their lips were still dry, lips were still dry I was walking far from home And I found your
a rope Left me danging high and dry They picked my bones and the crows took flight I see myself swinging in the gentle breeze Remembering girls and the way they teased Mama and
occures from getting high Then put your head between your legs and kiss your dusted ass goodbye The first, get you a cigarette to wet And it's important
takes the breath of strong-windeds I never intended to recommend the sins we doing But people already assuming I'm high as Witney Houston Accumulated more dust than maids and
: My my, what a guy in long line, Of high fliy, blow-dry, simple simon, magic eye. Oh no he's gonna buy a Van Gogh, He doesn't really like it! But put
how it used to be When the jester sang for the king and queen In a coat he borrowed from James Dean And a voice that came from you and me Oh, and while
d had enough of the pond and the meadow and the whole stinking scene, so he ran off to Los Angeles and joined a Heavy Metal band. And what about Bruce
so, u got me so U got me so high and confused I don't know what to do So, u got me so U got me so high and confused I don't know what to do Now u got
before And so I'm giving more to you than I though I could do Now I know love is real So when sky high, as the angels dry Letting you and I, fly love
your high I walk by, so f-in' dry I swing up in it 'bout an average as half as Good as Reggie Jackson's, that's why you talk backwards And toch bills
stars are ill at ease and Los Angeles is burning This is not a test of the emergency broadcast system Where malibu fires and radio towers conspire to dance again And