A bunch of myths, a bunch of tales To take the wind out of our sails They even say that we must die I don't believe it, that's a lie To live forever, that's the plan The longest living mortal man With a soul that can't be perished With a song that's always cherished
We don't have to get fat We don't have to get old We don't have information That we have to withhold We're as free as the bikers were when they were thin We don't have to fade to black Let the sun come in
Lovely day, a perfect sky Fluffy clouds way up high Angelic voices in the air It's all up there, it's all up there To live forever that's the plan The longest living mortal man With a soul that can't be perished With a song that's always cherished
Think big think big things It ain't illegal Open up and spread your wings Fly like an eagleTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
