Joan Jett - Let me go
Tekst :
I walk alone with no tomorrow
Woah woe yeah, I do now
And there s a cause for all my sorrow
Woe woe, cause of you now
I wake up every mornin
Sad and lonely, but it s only
That I haven t got the nerve to say it
Oh let me go, let me go
Oh let me go, let me go
Oh let me go, let me go
Just once I d love to stand before you
Woe woe, yeah, I would now
I d curse the day that I first saw you
Woah, woe, if I could then
I d walk out with my head high
I d be free but look at silly me
I haven t got the nerve to say it
Why should I live a lie
I could try
But it won t do us no good
Oh let me go, let me go
Oh let me go, let me go
It s just no good, I ve got to tell you
Oh oh, an I will now
Just say goodbye and wish me well
I ve had my fill so
Go find somebody new to
play your tricks on, put your fix on
I hope you get what you deserve you bugger
Inne utwory
Spinster Oh woe is me A hundred feet away The only good thing Someday All right you guys Handyman I love playing with fire Season of the witch Fake friends Wild thing Hide and seek Just like in the movies Bad reputation Play with me Losowe utwory
ALL AROUND EVERYBODY SHOUTS
THEIR INSIDES OUT, HEAR THE LAUGHING CROWD
THE WIND BLOWS COLD, SUMMERS GONE BY
WANDER ON THE BOULEVARDS
UP AND DOWN
IT S WRITTEN IN THE STARS
IT S WRITTEN ON THE WALLS
YOU WILL DEFY MY HEART...
Samotni panowie są zawsze gotowi,
Nie mogą spokojnie obok nas przejść.
Namiętne spojrzenia, gorące marznia,
To nie wystarczy, to tylko wstęp.
I stało się, nareszcie jest.
Kolacja przy świecach,
Czar nocy ucieka.
Zatrzymać chcesz.
Już nie ma jej.
Raczej nie, raczej nie.
Nie dzwoń do mnie, nie pytaj o mnie,...
Waiting in the darkness
Waiting for your soul
Time to pay the price
The price of blood
Don t try to hide away
cause the only place to stay
is deep down in the dirt
That s the price of blood
It s growing stronger every day
The bad conscience in his head
Never thought it would be like this
The...
I ve been waiting for you
Never found anything else to do
But waiting for you
I ve been calling your name
Never found anything else the same
Nothing s the same
I keep hearing your name
Nothing else sounds the same
As hearing your name
I ve been hoping for you
What else can i do
But keep hoping for...
The sky is low and the clouds are mean
His mood burns like kerosene
The air seems charged with a special qualm
It feels like Fahrenheit four five one, four five one
Malice burns like a constant pain
It will never be the same again...