To conceal or reveal All those cards that we deal For under picture book smiles I've a bed full of lies So to reveal or conceal All those wounds that
Översättning: Super Furry Animals. Detta, och det andra.
With all the shit you do, oh oh. With all the shit you do, oh oh. With all the shit you do, oh oh. With all the shit you do, oh oh. With all the shit
Sitting round when I'm on the trees Like Glasgow breezes Blue lagoons and classic sunsets But you are all I'm looking for You are why duty calls Blue
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Hello and greetings my friend. We are all interested in the future for that is where you and I are going to spend the rest of our lives, whether we want
Cryndod yn dy lais Trembling in your voice Yn peri gofid Causing worry Cryndod yn dy lais Trembling in your voice Yn peri gofid Causing worry Credaf
the song that's going to save the world Tra 'dwi yn gorwedd ar fy hyd While I'm lying down on my own Mae rhai yn rhydd, rhai eraill yn gaeth Some are free, others
Crys ti, mae dy grys ti gennyf fi Your shirt, I've got your shirt 'Gin ti crys ti ar fy ngwddf i You've got your shirt on my neck Tra ti'n medru gwylio
Calimero wyt ti'n gwisgo wy ar dy ben Calimero you're wearing an egg on your head Calimero oes 'na reswm mewn darn o bren? Calimero is there reason in
Give me sleaze, Welsh cakes and cheese Look so divine, tell me they're mine And this thing doesn't rhyme The rights are wrong the left have gone right
Quite some time ago when I was younger Maybe eight or nine A friend of mine had nearly met his Death before his time On a day out with his family now
So here it is, no such beat First give up and say ??? Merry cop, what's my right I can help you if you read or write Crack down on crime I pay my fine
What a marvellous dress You look like a murderess A ba-ba-barbarian Dyslexic librarian She looks me in disgust There's no room for discourse I shake
History just fades to insignificance Listen to what I've got to say Now what would you do? If you were in my shoes? Tell me Previously to this I had
Reactionary meltdown No-one could be bothered It's a lazy, lazy life Such a lazy, lazy life I was feeling hungry Didn't have no money So you let me
Miss Understanding sits at top of the class Looking down on the gathered mass Bad blood is boiling through her varicose vein A power-crazed amusement
