I've been thinking about the simple life I'd like to have with you We could build... A house in the hills A mighty place where we could stay And my Friends come to stay to visit Wondering why I've thrown it all away I feel strange with language Which I haven't spoken in awhile Well my friends this is the simple life Our own kids... A thousand in the yard Filthy, they join us in the living room They ask me: Who my friends are Before I met them all what was my life like So I Hot box from the basement And try to explain what I use to do They're going through all the cresent photos My chilidren say that that isn't like you Well my kids... That was not the simple life So I Without my funny looking sandales Head down to the market for some food And I Scratch my feelings out of here And go on long walks with you With my wife, walking through the simple life Well my kids, tell my friends good-bye It's time my friends to go back to the good life Oh, such a simple lifeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
