Gang Of Youths все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы
goal of the centuryAh shit, I know this one and I, I know it's real
When I heard it on something, I levitated, it eviscerated me
I got the meaning of it, I got the feel
That shit was underrated I made a pact with myself, I made a deal
I'm the inexorable asshole in a Cuban heel
Thrown in the back of a rent-a-car
Right to the left of the superstar
Clyde the dependable shooting guard
in the wake of your leaveSo as you canyoneered from our world upwards
And the angels took their place
I was the loser at your funeral
No emotion conveyed
It was drawn out in vain
And the idiot I am just figured
In the wake of your leave
That I'd never hear from you again
returnerMade my peace with it, with the higher power
The years in the spotlight were good to me now
But in comes the chance of a lifetime to quietly see myself out
When the place was alive with it and thick with drums
And you'd barely believe in what I would become
And the coldest receptions would await me away
And at home
The seven inside would wait in wild disdain
unisonYou're a long damn way from North Carolina now
What a goddamn victory I guess
Swimming it up like assholes at Sina Lei
The way my ancestors did
And if they found me face down
And dead in the chuck
At least they'd know that I loved you this much
Was happy I caved upon your insistence