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Lack of Communication
Album - 17 luglio 2001 - Debaser id 48316

di The Von Bondies

I know where your girl was last night
She didn't put up too much of fight
More like a plea for somebody who had some time

Me and her, we were sitting and talking
Just planning on making something
That's about when I told her to rearrange her life

She got pissed and splashed a drink in my face
More like a plea for a more moral case
Why don't you go home and try to be a better wife?

Stemming from a life of seduction
Headed out by a life of precautions
Then you'll go home and try to be a better wife
Il tuo voto:
One lost his way in the fame
The other one with his heart
The last one wasn't that simple
Yeah, You could tell right from the start

He had attitude like the Devil
Lips that speak the truth
He had the soul of an angel
He could see it in her, too
He could see it in her, too

Well, She ain't no Cinderella
And he ain't no flashy king
But if she keeps on treating him right
He's going to make that mockingbird sing
But if she treats him bad
He's going to send her on her way
Making her pay for all his troubles
'til her dying day
'til her dying day

She's going down
She's going down
She's going down
I'll send her on her way

She's going down
She's going down
She's going down
I'll send her on her way

She's going down
She's going down
She's going down
I'll send her on her way

She's going down
She's going down
She's going down
I'll send her on her way

She's going down
She's going down
She's going down
I'll send her on her way

She's going down
She's going down
She's going down
I'll send her on her way

She's going down
Il tuo voto:
Yeah, Crying
Yeah, Sleeping
Yeah, Kicking
Yeah, Keeping
All this pain inside of me

There ain't no monetary value, baby
Just heart and soul
Hustle us down to the river, child
Let it take control
Holding on to the chaos scene, Yeah
Pink ribbons and bows
Just stick with the rhythm, child
It'll save your soul

Geraldine, let it take control
Geraldine, let it save your soul

Yeah, Crying
Yeah, Sleeping
Yeah, Kicking
Yeah, Keeping
All this pain inside of me
Il tuo voto:
Do you like the way I walk?
Do you like the way I talk?
Do you like me at all?

I'm your please-please man, baby
So don't ever let me go

I've been sleeping on your doorstep, girl
So don't ever try to come home

Please, please, yes
Please, please, no
I've been sleeping at your door
So don't ever come home
Il tuo voto:
Put away your cigarettes
And your high class attitude
Turn emotion to devotion
Baby I can see it in you too
We all hail hail from rock and roll
From behind a glass case

We all hail hail from rock and roll
From behind a glass case

Put away your cigarettes
And your high class attitude
Turn emotion to devotion
Baby I can see it in you too
We all hail hail from rock and roll
From behind a glass case

We all hail hail from rock and roll
From behind a glass case

Put away your cigarettes
And your high class attitude
Turn emotion to devotion
Baby I can see it in you too
We all hail hail from rock and roll
From behind a glass case

We all hail hail from rock and roll
From behind a glass case

From behind a glass case
From behind a glass case
Il tuo voto:
I'm the fly on flypaper
You're the rain on the web
Resurrected by demons
All shoutin' in my head
Its the lifeboat of sanity
The beacon in the dark
Let all hell's fury play the rhythm of your heart

Its the sound of terror
Its the sound of terror

It sleeps with the fear
All burrowing under your bed
Waiting for a signal
To bring this nightmare to and end
Its an affair of honour
Taken too far
Lets burn down st peter's and drive a stake through it heart

Its the sound of terror
Its the sound of terror
Il tuo voto:
How can I be down when I ain't been buried yet?
Ah-ooh ah-ooh
I smoke a cigarette, I ain't got no regrets
Ah-ooh ah-ooh
How can I be down when I ain't been buried yet?
Ah-ooh ah-ooh

Making snow angels to the break of dawn
Ah-ooh ah-ooh
Lying with ..... 'cause I don't give a d**n
Ah-ooh ah-ooh
Making snow angels to the break of dawn
Ah-ooh ah-ooh

Me and my brother ain't got no sister
just a bother at home
So we got two bottles of nite train, baby
And now we don't feel alone
Me and my brother ain't got no sister
Just a bother at home
Il tuo voto:
Well,tear down the Mona Lisa
Put your picture on the wall
Tell the world you love her
And i'm at your beck and call
And i'm the only Mona Lisa and
baby(x4)
that's all(x8)

Baby, I didn't mean you no harm
I just had some fun with some friends
I mean some girls in the city
Don't we get along?
Yeah,Don't we get along?
Yeah, don't we get along with our friends in the city?

Lord, I've been praying all day
Just take this pain and give it away
Don't leave no other witnesses
By the grace of God, I'm going to see you in Hell
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Well, tear down the Mona Lisa
Put your picture on the wall
Tell the world you love her
And you're at her beck and call
I am the only Mona Lisa and
baby(x4)
that's all(x8)
Il tuo voto:
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