Текст (слова) песни: David Bowie - Candidate

Inside every teenage girl theres a fountain

Inside every young pair of pants theres a mountain

Inside every mothers eyes is tommy tinkrems bed

Inside every candidate waits a grateful dead

I make it a thing, when Im on my own to relieve myself

I make it a thing, when I gazelle on stage to believe in myself

I make it a thing, to glance in window panes and look pleased with myself

Yeah, and pretend Im walking home

I took it so bad, I sat in the correction room

Took me a fag, and a kick in the moon

Well, I aint gonna suck no radar wing

Because inside this tin is tin

Would you like to techno-plate cause Im your candidate

Oh yeah

Its a matter of life

And the way you walk, youve got a brylcream queen

Its a matter of tact

In the things you talk, that keeps his passport clean

A matter of fact

That a cock aint a cock on a twelve inch screen

So Ill pretend Im walking home

You dont have to scream a lot to keep an age in tune

You dont have to scream a lot to predict monsoons

You dont have to paint my contact black

Now Ive hustled a pair of jeans

Do I have to give your money back when Im the fuhrerling

Ill make you a deal

Ill say I came from from earth and my tongue is taped

Ill make you a deal

You can get your kicks on the candidate

Ill make you a deal

For your futures sake, Im the candidate

Lets pretend were walking home

Uh-huh, uh-huh

Im the candidate

Im the candidate

Vote now for the candidate

Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям:

Прямая ссылка на текст песни Candidate:
http://musworld.ru/music/eng/103/1/3811.html


Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: David Bowie - Candidate Inside every teenage girl theres a fountain Inside every young pair of pants theres a mountain Inside every mothers eyes is tommy tinkrems bed Inside every candidate waits a grateful dead I make it a thing, when Im on my own to relieve myself I make it a thing, when I gazelle on stage to believe in myself I make it a thing, to glance in window panes and look pleased with myself Yeah, and pretend Im walking home I took it so bad, I sat in the correction room Took me a fag, and a kick in the moon Well, I aint gonna suck no radar wing Because inside this tin is tin Would you like to techno-plate cause Im your candidate Oh yeah Its a matter of life And the way you walk, youve got a brylcream queen Its a matter of tact In the things you talk, that keeps his passport clean A matter of fact That a cock aint a cock on a twelve inch screen So Ill pretend Im walking home You dont have to scream a lot to keep an age in tune You dont have to scream a lot to predict monsoons You dont have to paint my contact black Now Ive hustled a pair of jeans Do I have to give your money back when Im the fuhrerling Ill make you a deal Ill say I came from from earth and my tongue is taped Ill make you a deal You can get your kicks on the candidate Ill make you a deal For your futures sake, Im the candidate Lets pretend were walking home Uh-huh, uh-huh Im the candidate Im the candidate Vote now for the candidate Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Candidate: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/103/1/3811.html Все тексты песен: David Bowie » David Bowie - D.J. » David Bowie - Absolute Gewinners » David Bowie - We Are Hungry Men » David Bowie - Looking For Satellites » David Bowie - Shake It » David Bowie - Where Have All The Good Times Gone » David Bowie - I Dig Everything » David Bowie - Im a Laser » David Bowie - Big Brother » David Bowie - Dancing With The Big Boys » David Bowie - I Have Not Been To Oxford Town » David Bowie - Lets Dance » David Bowie - How Lucky You Are » David Bowie - Glad Ive Got Nobody » David Bowie - 1984 » David Bowie - Shoppong for Girls » David Bowie - Dead Man Walking » David Bowie - Friday on My Mind » David Bowie - Jump They Say » David Bowie - The Bewlay Brothers Рекомендуем скачать: » Шуфутинский Михаил - Вязаный жакет » Шухрат Хусаинов - В двадцать лет » Шамиль Абряров - Подари мне сонник » Шухрат Хусаинов - Почему я не сплю в ночи?.. » Шуфутинский Михаил - Карамболь » Шелег Михаил - МОЙ ПЕТЕРБУРГ » Шура, Shura - День за окном » Шамиль Абряров - Парка » Шухрат Хусаинов - В тридевятом царстве, в глупом государстве... » Шухрат Хусаинов - Боль » Шуфутинский Михаил - Прощальное письмо » Шамиль Абряров - Нарисовано на стене » Шухрат Хусаинов - Все это со мною » Шура, Shura - Ма разные » Шамиль Абряров - Колыбельная » Шамиль Абряров - Все равно забываться опять бесконечными снами... » Шухрат Хусаинов - Возвращение в Итаку » Шелег Михаил - СВЕТКА-СВЕТОФОРЧИК » Шухрат Хусаинов - Возвращение » Шао? Бао! - Самба Шао? Бао!
© 2007-2025 «MusWorld.ru»