It's august 6th, 1982. And uh, we were jammin' over at the house. My pants caught on fire. We were smokin' a lotta... whiskey, and uh, chicken. And uh
Today's, uh, august 4th, 1982. I'm really bored and there was some dead animals that we played with. There was a weed-wacker...we stole two of them. A
Hey bus driver, keep the change Bless your children, give them names Don't trust men who walk with canes Drink this and you'll grow wings on your feet
Advice for the young at heart Soon we will be older When we're gonna make it work? Too many people living in a secret world While they play mothers and
All around me are familiar faces Worn out places, worn out faces Bright and early for their daily races Going nowhere, going nowhere Their tears are
My features form with a change in the weather Weekend, we can work it out My features form with a change in the weather Weekend, we can work it out When
You better love lovin' and you better behave You better love lovin' and you better behave Woman in chains Woman in chains Calls her man, the great white
You walked into the room, I just had to laugh The face you wore was cool, you were a photograph When it's all too late, it's all too late I did not have
How can I be sure, when your intrusion's my illusion? How can I be sure when all the time you change my mind? I ask for more and more, how can I be sure
They warned me not to look at you and flirt with you for fun They said your book of broken hearts had names of eighty one But still one night I let myself
No one can ever tell you what to do Beware their words So many quick to point the finger Without pointing their way first There's so much we take for
Polo has the biggest pitch of any ball game Polo has the biggest idiots On the biggest pitch of any ball game Polo has the biggest idiots With the biggest
Listen, here's some further noise Yes, mohican tunes - sharp as razors We ain't gonna rest until we bite the dust The crew from '82, they mourn the good
New gold dream She's the one in front of me, sirens and the ecstasy New gold dream Crashing beats and fantasy, setting sun in front of me And the world
(A. Red / A. Red, D. Seff) peux tu nous imaginer a 82 ans on passera nos journees a remuer le temps crois-tu qu'on sera aussi bien et plus besoin d'
[Chorus:] No one can ever tell you what to do Beware their words So many quick to point the finger Without pointing their way first There's so much we
Its August 6th, 1982. And uh, we were jamming' over at the house. My pants caught on fire. We were smoking' a lot of... whiskey, and uh, chicken. And
Today's, uh, August 4th, 1982. I'm really bored and there was some dead animals that we played with. There was a Weed-Whacker...we stole two of them.
