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Well I remember, you used to say that you want a revolution somedayWell funny how you forgetCause I remember you'd be tied down and screamingAnd I was this bad boy who never listenedNo one hurts more than the man who won't believe itAnd you go down after all thisWell I remember you'd be tied down and screamingSanta Monica, put up your handsWe surrounded your promised landThe British army, waiting for commandSanta Monica you've got no chanceAnd the day was blood redAfter all these men go to their bedsAnd you wish they're back wellWell I remember you'd be tied down and screamingSanta Monica, put up your handsWe surrounded your promised landThe British army, waiting for commandSanta Monica you've got no chanceAnd the day ends with soundAll horizons go out with the groundAnd you wish you're back wellLetras de cancionesWell I remember you'd be tied down and screamingSanta Monica, put up your handsWe surrounded your promised landThe British army, waiting for commandSanta Monica you've got no chanceAnd the day wasAnd the day endsAnd the day endsYeah and the day ends when you're tied down and screamingSanta Monica, put up your handsWe surrounded your promised landThe British army, waiting for commandSanta Monica you've got no chanceyou've got no chance From Letras Mania