Blur Schattberg - teksty piosenek, wg trafności (od zawsze) - Teksciory.pl

Headist - Blur

"It starts feeling now It makes no inference of difference It still won't see it's his Faint from lack of air It makes a whistle with a twistle But no one can hear Didn't stay long I had to go away to stay"

I got law - Blur

"Feeling daft beyond gone bland Made it to the goal on lense President, he just got hair down below Tomorrow never more? Made it to the BCP Everybody knows it?s me I got up another sand, The guilty cell"

I'm fine - Blur

"Your man is always flaming He's hitting his head against the wall He do it to you He do it again He knows to do I've always found you complicated A boy tried to shut you up I do what I do I do it again,"

It could be you. - Blur

"Churchill got his lucky number but tomorrow there's anotherCould be me, could be you, no silver spoonSticky teeth they rot too soonYou've got to have the best tunes or that's it, you've blown itAll we"

Let's all go down the strand - Blur

"One night, half a dozen tourists met together in Trafalgar Square A fourth nights tour on the continent was planned And each had his portmento in his hand Down the Rhine they ment to have a picnic to Joan"

Long legged - Blur

"You know you do not lean before me You're just in my head dear can't you see I don't want to be with you anymore You're just a head dear oh no I look at me long legged me I look at me foolish me I'm crawling"

Love me for a reason - Blur

"Girl when you hold me, how you control me You bend and you fold me, anyway you please It must be easy for you, the lovely things that you do But just a pastime for you, I could never be And I never know,"

Mixed up - Blur

"Oh,you make me feel Like no one ever will Why do you bore me Until my heart stands still Then you confuse me That makes me hateful When I get hateful I say stupid things about you All those things I know"

Movin on - Blur

"At the music heist I met the gourmet man With aluminium lungs Sucks all we can Seek the whole world go flip In a stunt bug style With a cellulite pile But he can smile This is the music And we're movin'"

Mr. Briggs - Blur

"Mr. Briggs is on holiday But he stays in his room He's to cold to go out for evening smoke The lady down the hallway Iis deaf and dumb to what yoou say She's too busy dreaming with chihuahua dog Say goodby"

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