m eleven months old, dangling from my daddy's knee. There I go, it's my graduation, I'm picking up a bogus degree. That's me. Early me. That's me. Well
'm eleven months old, dangling from my daddy's knee There I go, it's my graduation I'm picking up a bogus degree That's me Early me. That's me Well I
Übersetzung: Simon, Paul. Das bin ich.
: (Paul Simon) I am just a poor boy though my story's seldom told I have squandered my existence On a pocket full of mumbles such are promises All lies
before the time of your deal (uh) and now that you got signed, oh it's clear and it's simple, you're only makin' music that you pretend that you're into
S. Disciple, Disciple (STREET?S !) Disciple (STREET?S !) Disciple (STREET?S !) Disciple (STREET?S !) Disciple (STREET?S !) Disciple (STREET?S !) Disciple (STREET?S !) Disciple (STREET?S
like Paul Simon To fighting with fools for mispronouncing my name To making my own niche in this rap game To thinking that this is something that's never
Wonder) There are people dying (Stevie Wonder) Oh, and it's time to lend a hand to life (Paul Simon) The greatest gift of all (Paul Simon/Kenny Rogers
name is... Is it Jimmy, Billy Simon or Paul (what is your name) Lasiana, Christopher, William or Shawn I just don't know--but I wanna know... Can you tell me
out of rhyme, In syncopated time And The Dangling Conversation And the superficial sighs Are the borders of our lives. Yes we speak of things that matter, With words that
on the soles of her shoes Diamonds on the soles of her shoes Diamonds on the soles of her shoes People say she's crazy She got diamonds on the soles of her shoes Well that's
Words & music by paul simon On armistice day The philharmonic will play But the songs that we sing Will be sad Shufflin brown tunes Hanging around, ahoo
is part of the mist. And that's all that there is or could ever exist. Maybe and maybe and maybe some more. Maybe's the exit that I'm looking for. I
's got one trick to last a lifetime But that's all a pony needs (that's all he needs) He looks so easy He looks so clean He moves like god's Immaculate
That's the way it's always been And that's the way I like it And that's how I want it to be That's the way it's always been And that's the way I like
If a feeling's born and no one complains Well that's good luck Running through young veins And if life is a blessing That brushes the tops of the trees
