Well I remember You use to say that you want A revolution Someday and you wish up up oh I remember you'd be tied down and screaming I was this bad boy who never listened No one else thought anybody could believe in And you go down After all the years Well I remember you'd be tied down and screaming
Santa Monica put up your hands We surrounding your promised land The British Army waiting for command Santa Monica you got no chance
And the day was a third world After all these all go to air bags And you wish up up oh I remember you'd be tied down and screaming
Santa Monica put up your hands We surrounding your promised land The British Army Waiting for command Santa Monica you got no chance
And the day ends With sounds of horizons going vacant And you wish it back right I remember you'd be tied down and screaming
Santa Monica put up your hands We surrounding your promised land The British Army Waiting for command Santa Monica you got no chance
And the day was (Repeat 3X) And the day ends when you're tied down and screaming
Santa Monica put up your hands We surrounding your promised land The British Army Waiting for command Santa Monica you got no chance
You got no chance (Repeat)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
