Pontiac. (*) REPEAT..... GIANT FOR A DAY, GIANT FOR A DAY PUT ON YOUR MASK IMAGINE YOU'RE A GIANT FOR A GIANT FOR A DAY You can think your Jack the
Übersetzung: Giant Gentle. Giant For A Day.
friends Will put a shoulder to the wheel I feel (*) REPEAT..... FRIENDS This is a song to thank you all For being my good friends, You only number just a
a plain Pontiac. (*) REPEAT..... GIANT FOR A DAY, GIANT FOR A DAY PUT ON YOUR MASK IMAGINE YOU'RE A GIANT FOR A GIANT FOR A DAY You can think your Jack
HOLD ON; To the little brown bag. If it's all (that) she has to show, Torn like a rag, Crazy lady she doesn't know, LOOK IN; Cos there's nothing inside
your teacher. And still you take it, It makes you hate it, Takes care that you're always there. (*) REPEAT..... It makes you safe moving with protection. A mind for
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ve such a nice face, what time what place, Do you want to meet me tomorrow not there, she's a... (*) REPEAT..... And then when she's in your room, it
much stronger, As the time grew longer One for one not always, Then you said to me... (*)It's only goodbye, a smile and a cry, and suddenly over, when
For waiting such a long time, And strange that it just had to be. It's true, You look, you keep on trying, Had to keep on trying, Search for half a life
(*) I will soon be gone Good-timin', all-nightin' in the shade No thinkin' nobody's had it made Stole no control on my evil hands. I tossed a coin blind
else Listen out. But remember always Your the wise, The wise. (*) REPEAT When it feels so hard to try, Just a weight, a chain, a lie, Even though you
: Giant gentle and blue We breathe and walk and wonder A place for me and you Why is it that I wake up To a new day's light And how come the starlight
: We all live on this planet Giant gentle and blue We breathe and walk and wonder A place for me and you Why is it that I wake up To a new day's light
load up bicycles with flowers for the dead An aging woman picks along the craters and the rubble A piece of cloth, a bit of shoe, a whole lifetime of trouble A
round on pagan holidays? Oh elope with me in private and we?ll set something ablaze A trail for the Devil to erase San Francisco?s calling us, the Giants
eyes And he is on a horse a horse a horse With a train of smoke behind its hooves And I must say from my depths I have seen a story emerge from a cloud
dies, jacked up by the state. Another glorious advance for civilisation. One small step for man. One giant step for mankind. For he so loved the world
