Rythme 18: Rock 8 Beat2, 128 BPM Every breath you takeAnd every move you makeEvery bond you breakEvery step you takeI’ll be watching youEvery single dayAnd every word you sayEvery game you playEvery night you stayI’ll be watching youOh, can’t you seeYou belong to me?How my poor heart achesWith every step you take?Every move you […]
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I hear the drums echoing tonightBut she hears only whispers of some quiet conversationShe’s coming in, 12:30 flightThe moonlit wings reflect the stars that guide me towards salvationI stopped an old man along the wayHoping to find some old forgotten words or ancient melodiesHe turned to me as if to say« Hurry boy, it’s waiting there
Old man, he looks out the windowYou know, he gets quite a frightWhole world has gone and changed on himFeels like it was overnight He saw a world war, yeah, it came and wentThe man walked on the moon right there in his living roomSaw that TV become a religionThe wall came down and Big
I wanna live I wanna give I’ve been a miner For a heart of gold It’s these expressions I never give That keep me searching For a heart of gold And I’m getting old Keep me searching For a heart of gold And I’m getting old (harmonica) I’ve been to Hollywood I’ve been to Redwood
You get a shiver in the dark It’s a raining in the park but meantime- South of the river you stop and you hold everything A band is blowing Dixie, double four time You feel alright when you hear the music ring Well now you step inside but you don’t see too many faces Coming
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It was the third of September That day I’ll always remember, yes I will ‘Cause that was the day that my daddy died I never got a chance to see him Never heard nothing but bad things about him Mama, I’m depending on you to tell me the truth Mama just hung her head and
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Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy? Caught in a landside, No escape from reality Open your eyes, Look up to the skies and see, I’m just a poor boy, I need no sympathy, Because I’m easy come, easy go, Little high, little low, Any way the wind blows doesn’t really matter to
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Like the legend of the phoenixOur ends were beginningsWhat keeps the planet spinningThe force from the beginningWe’ve come too farTo give up who we areSo let’s raise the barAnd our cups to the starsShe’s up all night ’til the sunI’m up all night to get someShe’s up all night for good funI’m up all night
Karaoké Let’s go Steve walks warily down the street With his brim pulled way down low Ain’t no sound but the sound of his feet Machine guns ready to go Are you ready hey are you ready for this? Are you hanging on the edge of your seat? Out of the doorway the bullets rip
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