Instrumente
Ensemblen
Oper
Komponisten
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Songtexte: Strokes. Angles. Gratisfaction.

Oh b-baby, don't you be so mad
Because I barely remember
And she tries to recognize me with the eyes
She saw me with in December

And she's starting to realize
That it's actually not a good thing
And it's so tough because you're down to go out again
And have another adventure

All her friends in the alleyway shout back
But she can't hear them

But you're never gonna get my love
We can only blame the sun
Get up in the morning and run
You'll be frustrated 'til the day that you're done

He got punched in the mouth
For sticking his nose in other people's business
No good solution
Always on the verge of some revolution

With tough luck it may take a thousand years
But I think we can do it
Best friends fight, but they never enjoy life
As good as when they abuse it

He said the soldier is
[Incomprehensible]

But you're never gonna get their love
We can only fight in the sand
You get tired when the days are too long
You get lonely when the days are gone

He could never mention it out here and now
Without big tears in his eyes

And you're never gonna get my love
We can only blame the sun
You get tired when the days are too long
You get lonely when the days are gone

Oh, you're never gonna get this love
We can run around [Incomprehensible]
That's about as far as we go
Get up in the morning and run