You never give me your money You only give me your funny paper and in the middle of negotiations you break down
I never give you my number I only give you my situation and in the middle of investigation I break down
Out of college, money spent See no future, pay no rent All the money's gone, nowhere to go Any jobber got the sack Monday morning, turning back Yellow lorry slow, nowhere to go But oh, that magic feeling, nowhere to go Oh, that magic feeling Nowhere to go
One sweet dream Pick up the bags and get in the limousine Soon we'll be away from here Step on the gas and wipe that tear away One sweet dream came true today Came true today Came true today (yes it did)
One two three four five six seven, All good children go to Heaven
Here comes the sun king Here comes the sun king Everybody's laughing Everybody's happy Here comes the sun king
Quando para mucho mi amore de felice corazón Mundo paparazzi mi amore chica ferdy parasol Questo obrigado tanta mucho que canite carousel
Mean Mister Mustard sleeps in the park Shaves in the dark trying to save paper Sleeps in a hole in the road Saving up to buy some clothes Keeps a ten-bob note up his nose Such a mean old man Such a mean old man
His sister Pam works in a shop She never stops, she's a go-getter Takes him out to look at the queen Only place that he's ever been Always shouts out something obscene Such a dirty old man Dirty old man
Well you should see Polythene Pam She's so good-looking but she looks like a man Well you should see her in drag dressed in her polythene bag Yes you should see Polythene Pam. Yeah yeah yeah
Get a dose of her in jackboots and kilt She's killer-diller when she's dressed to the hilt She's the kind of a girl that makes the "News of the World" Yes you could say she was attractively built. Yeah yeah yeah.
She came in through the bathroom window Protected by a silver spoon But now she sucks her thumb and wanders By the banks of her own lagoon
Didn't anybody tell her? Didn't anybody see? Sunday's on the phone to Monday, Tuesday's on the phone to me
She said she'd always been a dancer She worked at 15 clubs a day And though she thought I knew the answer Well I knew what I could not say.
And so I quit the police department And got myself a steady job And though she tried her best to help me She could steal but she could not rob
Didn't anybody tell her? Didn't anybody see? Sunday's on the phone to Monday, Tuesday's on the phone to me Oh yeah.
Once there was a way to get back homeward Once there was a way to get back home Sleep pretty darling do not cry And I will sing a lullaby
Golden slumbers fill your eyes Smiles awake you when you rise Sleep pretty darling do not cry And I will sing a lullaby
Once there was a way to get back homeward Once there was a way to get back home Sleep pretty darling do not cry And I will sing a lullaby
Boy, you gotta carry that weight Carry that weight a long time Boy, you gotta carry that weight Carry that weight a long time
I never give you my pillow I only send you my invitation And in the middle of the celebrations I break down
Boy, you gotta carry that weight Carry that weight a long time Boy, you gotta carry that weight Carry that weight a long time
Oh yeah, all right Are you going to be in my dreams Tonight?
Love you x25
And in the end The love you take Is equal to the love you make.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
