plenty more Where that came from I'm tired of the bombs I'm tired of the bullets I'm tired of the crazies on tv I'm the aviator A dream's a dream whatever
di ricordi, non per me e tutto ci trasforma, ma c'e qualcosa dentro di immutabile come un codice genetico, profetico. Sono qui, sono qui l'ultimo romantico aviatore
tra poco potro ripartire e sfrecciare nello spazio per poterti riabbracciare. Ma sono un soldato che obbedisce e non capisce sono un esploratore che ha studiato da aviatore
: I feel like an alligator Climbing up the escalator Climbing up the escalator I feel strong I feel like an aviator pilot Thinks you wouldn't buy
I walk a mile in my own shoes Crown the king, in the name of the father Let the sermon begin, hail observant again Watchin my mind spin Watchin how time
I feel like an alligator Climbing up the escalator Climbing up the escalator I feel strong I feel like an aviator pilot Thinks you wouldn't buy it I'
let you fall 'Til I see Somewhere better than this place Some night you'll open your eyes and live far away Somewhere better than the world I'm an aviator
Aviator(2x) You know you cant touch me 'Cause im somehwere in the clouds I'll be lookin' up or I'll be lookin down Flya then a motha sucka like an Aviator
plenty more where that came from I'm tired of the bombs I'm tired of the bullets I'm tired of the crazies on TV I'm the aviator A dream's a dream
All you preachers who delight in panning the dancing teachers, Let me tell you there are a lot of features, Of the dance that carry you through the gates
We used to dwell in love's own palace, A palace of dreams come true. Now that we're through I bear no malice, Though we've called it a day All I can say
I'm goin back home and get my ham bone boiled some more (choo-choo-ah, choo-choo-ah) I'm goin back home and get my ham bone boiled some more (choo-choo
Io lo so che sara la, da qualche parte tra le nuvole, sara la che incontrero alla fine il mio destino; io non odio questa gente che ora devo combattere
(feat. Brandy) [Brandy:] I'm flya then a motha sucka Like an Aviator [x2] You know you can't touch me 'Cause I'm somehwere in the clouds I'll be lookin
fratello che parte e non puo' farsi male c'e' del fumo in coda e poco dopo una scia lontano... lontano. Mio fratello aviatore ha compiuto vent'anni
