Foo Fighters - Milk

Tekst :

If i share powdered milk with you
i glue a picture to the chair
spit and butter from the plate that broke a week ago

gather round?
gather round?
gather round?

a father scolds his little boy
for trading secrets with a girl
he turns and kicks the neighbors dog into the other yard

gather round?
gather round?
gather round?


for marys homeless people in the cardboard church
beneath the ramp fire is left for anyone to blame until.....

gather round?
gather round?
gather round?

Inne utwory

  • End over end
  • Comeback
  • Still
  • Exhausted
  • Just another story about Skeeter Thompson
  • Marigold
  • Let it die
  • Sister Europe
  • Stacked actors
  • Make a bet
  • The one
  • How i miss you
  • Life of illusion
  • Enough space
  • Gimmie stitches
  • M.I.A
  • Losowe utwory

    Pride

    Pride, a lot of good it does alone at night,
    Pride, it does nt matter now whose wrong or right,
    I, I hold my head up high for all to see,
    I m, I m not fooling anyone but me.

    What good does it do to hide,
    The hurting...

    Monopoli

    Ja, Vater, du bist noch vom ganz alten Schlag,
    seit vierzig Jahren pünktlich – jeden Tag.
    Du warst nie krank und bist noch drauf stolz.
    Na und, was soll s?

    Wann hast du jemals richtig Urlaub gemacht?
    Dein ganzes Leben für n Betrieb mitgedacht.
    Deinen Job macht jetzt ein Stück Silikon.
    Wen juckt das schon?
    Wen juckt das...

    All i need is you

    Chorus 1:
    You hold the universe, You hold everyone on earth
    You hold the universe, You hold and You hold

    Psalm 139:13-18 (New Living Translation)
    You made all the delicate, inner parts of my body
    and knit me together in my mother’s womb.

    Thank you for making me so wonderfully complex!
    Your workmanship is marvelous—how well I...

    I live with it every day

    On August first, nineteen-eighty-one
    I cycled to Scott s house with a BB gun
    We were almost twelve, but we looked thirteen
    He had baby-blue eyes that I shot him between
    Nature provides for us a safety net
    Whatever we do, we can never forget...

    Jeszcze sen

    Jeszcze sen, sen mi został
    Ślad na naszych mostach
    Po których nigdy, nigdy już
    Nie dojdę do Twych ust

    Jeszcze w śnie, choć na krótko
    Mogę uciec smutkom
    Nie myśląc, że nie będę mógł
    Iść żadną z naszych dróg

    Dzień gdy się budzę ze snu
    Pustkę niesie mi