before we wont let you oh, oh singing this song tonight oh, oh louder than it used to be so go on now and sing it out sing it out til we take this town
Übersetzung: The Summer Set. Sing It Out.
soon as the dark clouds lift Gonna break the roof in - set fire to the place as a parting gift Summer days, summer nights are gone Summer days, summer
: The sun must set to rise The light will leave your eyes again Then breaking like morning's dawn Does summer feel the winter come The hardest part
is it just pop emotion (handed down and made by hand) And if it ever was there and it left Does it mean it was never true And to exist it must elude Is
the night away For a child born dead on a rainy day Well it's true that blessed are the poor Through an iron mist - I can't be sure - It looks like I
your step, fall out of grace And the radical he rant and rage Singing someone got to turn the page And the rich man in his summer home Singing, just
Sing songs call survival on the Mingus revival Scored the bass hit with my bugged out clique It?s doodlebugm give me love for a visual script Sip the groove juice, it
to motherfuckin G-town Creep around everybody G'd out Can't see how you can dawg me out Make me out, take me out Deep south, my hood got more slack Than
, everlastin' livin' water Dip in' to the endless well, pour it on the fires of hell Have a drink and sing and shout as the flames of hell go out Have
as soon as the dark clouds lift I'm breakin' the roof, set fire to the place as a partin' gift Summer days, summer nights are gone Summer days, summer
to here There's a small voice crying on the other side of the river from here It's too late to phone her now What went wrong, your grades were good It
ole long red tail It hides the truth but it bleeds through When a good ole boy goes bad It hides the truth but it bleeds through When a good ole boy
ole long red tail It hides the truth But it bleeds thru When a Good Ole Boy Goes Bad It hides the truth But it bleeds thru When a Good Ole Boy Goes
the bus out of New Orleans Tipped my hat to the land of dreams Looked out the window to try to forget Where I was goin' ain't figured out yet Southern Summer
coast I dunno but it feels so easy, coastal kids who just sing in the sea breeze Who am I to judge we just kick it it's like Boom bat bam - hot damn
