Roger Waters - Run like hell

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Hammer, Hammer, Hammer...
Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run
Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run
You better make your face up
In your favorite disguise
With your button-down lips
And your roller blind eyes
With your empty smile
And your hungry heart
Feel the bile rising
From your guilty past
With your nerves in tatters
As the cockleshell shatters
And the hammers batter
Down your door
You better run

Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run
Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run
You better run all day
And run all night
And keep your dirty feelings deep inside
And if you re taking your girlfriend out tonight
You better park the car well out of sight
Cause if they catch you in the back seat
Trying to pick her locks
Gonna send you back to Mother
In a cardboard box
You better run

Inne utwory

  • When the wind blows
  • Pigs on the wing
  • Mother
  • The powers that be
  • Southampton dock
  • Sunset strip
  • Lost boys calling
  • Get back to radio
  • Time
  • One of my turns
  • Goodbye cruel world
  • The thin ice
  • Each small candle
  • Ca ira
  • Too much rope
  • Happiest days of our lives
  • Who needs information
  • Flickering flame
  • Welcome to the machine
  • Losowe utwory

    Blood red river

    Took a friend I found
    Cross some blood red river
    Never did find my way home
    In time to forgive her.

    Why must people always fall for what they can t have?
    Why must people always grab what they d never grasp?

    How did we get so far?
    How do we move so fast away
    From the ...
    I...

    Cjanci

    Bili nas na komędę
    Bez komendy bili nas
    Głuche psy ślepe mendy
    Gdzie popadło lali nas

    Wtedy buty wtedy pały
    Teraz ostra strzela broń
    Ludzie co się z wami stało
    Że wciąż ginąć musi ktoś

    Może łatwiej spust pociągnąć
    Kiedy grdło dławi strach
    A tym strachem oniemiały
    ślepy słuch i...

    I

    Let down throught the breakthrough
    I travel as I hungerfor the darkness below me
    When I praying for the light above
    To save this soul inside me

    Should I ? Would I ? Could I ?

    Outcast from my own kind never knowing...

    I love the Dj

    Round
    Round
    Round
    Yeah

    Step into the club as people stare
    And you can feel it in the atmosphere
    Tonight s the night
    Champagne on ice
    I see the passion that is in your eyes

    Move to Alcazar

    Her last 5 minutes

    Must have been a week
    Since she drew the curtains down
    I don t know if it s night or day
    And I dont care
    Our hopes seem so bleak
    But she s pulling through somehow
    While I m trembling in dismay
    In despair

    I can see you...

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