the one To pull you through the mirror Before you come, before you come undone Strange times are here Strange times are here Strange times are here Strange times
Übersetzung: The Black Keys. Strange Times.
you Strange times Here Scratch you In the square Meant so much When we first met People come From far and near Bless them me Bless them everyone Strange times
you cannot receive. No time to choose when the truth must die, No time to lose or say goodbye, No time to prepare for the victim that's there, No time
atheist Intercepting missles wit my bare hands like a patriot One track sliced without swords, I buried the Christ corpse In my past life when the Black
? Yeah! You ready? Cause I'm ready! I mean are you really ready? Cause I'm really ready! Ha, ha, yaaah! Billionaire playboy lifestyle From time to time
yet proud we stood, Our liberation all that mattered It's time! It is time! The bells of Armageddon chime! Rejoice ye now, oh hungry ones, Harvest time
loot and get bail SPV I dwell, and all the times shall tell [Hook: Gangsta Blac] DJ Paul, Gangsta Blac everybody hate us so It's all about a come up man, Bustas can't be actin' strange
niggas can't back down or retreat Preventing mine, just doing petty crimes, I'm not petty or nice Standin' in line, calmly waitin' on my time to shine
' assets nigga, sell yo' trophies, sell yo' Mustang You know what that bring? Ching, ching Playa potnah motherfucker dude that's some mail Convertible top, black on black
broken by the sound of keys scraping in the lock Maybe tonight it's a movie with plenty of room For elbows and knees a bag of popcorn all to myself Black
Long time ago, but still in this age There was a man, seeking the answers For the questions of life An angel, so beautiful arrived By his side and let
and we nearly parted Well, I was hoping not to see that day We started getting in each other's way Maybe it's better, we don't live together Things got strange
Mes problemes On the black keys I put my despair Or I park My problems C'est sur les touches blanches Que je range Mes «Je t'aime» It's on the white keys
realized I didn't have any keys. So I went in the house, found my keys, came back out, started the car, and drove down the highway. The highway shimmered like black
. It is all true, everything I feared, everything which I dared imagine only in the blackest embrace of the most narcotic malignity. There are Six Keys
shoot nigga's in they knees, fuck 'freeze', yeah yeah there's the money, oh shit and seventeen keys Stashed up and shit, shot to the designated spot at the designated time
