Текст песни The Cardigans - For The Boys
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Burn it all and break your home This one's for the boys You're a vain and shameless man But hell, I love your voice Skinny fingers and mumbling mouths I'd like to mark your words 'cause sometimes I don't trust you when you're singing Of love and play It's the story of you Losing to your daydream You dancing with a smokescreen Goin' under with your daydream In the wake of a big machine Honey, honey, and money and man All my lonely boys Easy with the sleight of hand You're talking sweet 'bout the pain and the ladies And sometimes you look ugly when you're happy And sometimes you look better when you're down A real good song It's the story of you Losing to your daydream You dancing with a smokescreen Goin' under with your daydream You're sliding through the big sleep Man, you can sing Like you're tryin' to break my heart And you can hate And you can blame it on the stars You're strung up in your guitar You're strung out on who you are Come on boys, it's time you let it go (Losing to your daydream) (You dancing with a smokescreen) (Goin' under with your daydream) (You're sliding through the big sleep) See me losing to your daydream See me dancing with your smokescreen Going under with your daydream In the wake of a big machine In the wake of a big machine In the wake of a big machine Сожгите все это и сломайте Ваш дом Это для мальчиков Вы - тщетный и бесстыдный человек Но черт, я люблю Ваш голос Тощие пальцы и бормочущие рты Я хотел бы отметить Ваши слова 'вызывайте иногда, я не доверяю Вам, когда Вы поете Из любви и игры Это - история Вас Потеря к Вашей мечте Вы танцующий с дымовой завесой Гибнуть с Вашей мечтой Вслед за большой машиной Мед, мед, и деньги и человек Все мои одинокие мальчики Легкий с ловкостью рук Вы говорите сладкая 'встреча боль и леди И иногда Вы выглядите уродливыми, когда Вы счастливы И иногда Вы выглядите лучше, когда Вы снижаетесь Очень хорошая песня Это - история Вас Потеря к Вашей мечте Вы танцующий с дымовой завесой Гибнуть с Вашей мечтой Вы скользите через большой сон Человек, Вы можете петь Как Вы - делаете, чтобы сломать мое сердце И Вы можете ненавидеть И Вы можете возложить ответственность за это на звезды Вы натянуты в Вашей гитаре Вы растянуты на том, кто Вы Приезжайте в мальчиков, это - время, Вы позволяете этому идти (Проигрывающий к Вашей мечте) (Вы танцующий с дымовой завесой) (Гибнуть с Вашей мечтой) (Вы скользите через большой сон), См., что я проигрываю к Вашей мечте См., что я танцую с Вашей дымовой завесой Гибнуть с Вашей мечтой Вслед за большой машиной Вслед за большой машиной Вслед за большой машиной Смотрите также:
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Burn it all and break your home
This one's for the boys
You're a vain and shameless man
But hell, I love your voice
Skinny fingers and mumbling mouths
I'd like to mark your words
'cause sometimes I don't trust you when you're singing
Of love and play
It's the story of you
Losing to your daydream
You dancing with a smokescreen
Goin 'under with your daydream
In the wake of a big machine
Honey, honey, and money and man
All my lonely boys
Easy with the sleight of hand
You're talking sweet 'bout the pain and the ladies
And sometimes you look ugly when you're happy
And sometimes you look better when you're down
A real good song
It's the story of you
Losing to your daydream
You dancing with a smokescreen
Goin 'under with your daydream
You're sliding through the big sleep
Man, you can sing
Like you're tryin 'to break my heart
And you can hate
And you can blame it on the stars
You're strung up in your guitar
You're strung out on who you are
Come on boys, it's time you let it go
(Losing to your daydream)
(You dancing with a smokescreen)
(Goin 'under with your daydream)
(You're sliding through the big sleep)
See me losing to your daydream
See me dancing with your smokescreen
Going under with your daydream
In the wake of a big machine
In the wake of a big machine
In the wake of a big machine
Burn it all and break your home
This is for boys
You - a vain and shameless person
But hell, I love your voice
Skinny fingers and mumbling mouths
I would like to point your words
' call sometimes , I do not trust you when you sing
Of love and games
It - the story you
Losing to your dream
You dancing with a smokescreen
Die with your dream
Following the big machine
Honey , honey, money and people
All my lonely boys
Lightweight with sleight of hand
You say sweet 'bout pain and lady
And sometimes you look ugly when you're happy
And sometimes you look better when you're down
Very good song
It - the story you
Losing to your dream
You dancing with a smokescreen
Die with your dream
You glide through the big sleep
Man , you can sing
How do you - do to break my heart
And you can hate
And you can blame it on the stars
You are stretched in your guitar
You stretched on who you
Come on boys , it's - the time you let it go
( Losing to your dream )
(You dancing with a smokescreen )
( Die with your dream )
( You glide through the big sleep)
See what I lose to your dream
See , that I dance with your smokescreen
Die with your dream
Following the big machine
Following the big machine
Following the big machine
