Johnny Foreigner
Cranes and Cranes and Cranes and Cranes
Ba ba ba ba bada ba!We make our own mythologiesYr maps won't let us down againYr legends all played outYr keeping some dark secrets,But you talk in your sleepWe make our own mythologiesAll gangster scenes and bullet scarsYr fashion's three months lateIf I had the guts I promise I would...Cut the powerlinesTape the letterbox shutI don't worry about those thingsI don't worry about those...From on grey mess to another grey messDistance knows a heavy heart bestEve(ry) sin(gle), sin(gle) night (out)For a lifetime of college films(A sign! A sign! A sign! A sign!)I'm hoping, I'm hoping, I'm hoping you don't callTear down our nightclubs, put up flatsLetras de cancionesBurn down our pubs and put up flatsAll rows of neat new tractsWhy'd you want to live here if there's nothing but housing?Yr boyfriend owns the bar, we drinkYr boyfriend ruins everythingIn a room with blinds drawn downIf I had the guts I promise I would...Cut the powerlinesTape the letterbox shutI don't worry about those thingsI don't worry about those...From on grey mess to another grey messDistance knows a heavy heart bestEve(ry) sin(gle), sin(gle) night (out)For a lifetime of college films(A sign! A sign! A sign! A sign!)I'm hoping, I'm hoping, I'm hoping you don't call
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