Paroles ... Folksong devenu populaire durant les mouvement sociaux des années 50 ...Folksong devenu populaire durant les mouvement sociaux des années 50 et 60 aux Etats-Unis. "All my trials, Lord, Soon be over". Voix & choeur dans un esprit gospel. Orgue @ 0'55. Percussions & guitare e-bow @ 1'23. Instrumental tr-27.
All my trials Lord, Soon be over
Verse 1 I had a little book, it was given to me And on every page, selles Liberty All my trials Lord Soon be over
Verse 2 If religion was a thing that money could buy The rich would live, and the poor would die All my trials Lord Soon be over
Bridge Too late my brothers, too late But never mind. All my trials Lord. Soon be over
Verse 3 If Malcolm and Martin were living today They’d look around, what would they say All my trials Lord Soon be over
Bridge Too late my brothers too late But never mind All my trials Lord Soon be over All my trials Lord Soon be over
Traditional arranged by Manuel Galvin & Jean-Jacques Milteau
Paroles ... Célèbre chanson de minstrel du 19ème siècle composée par Stephen ...Célèbre chanson de minstrel du 19ème siècle composée par Stephen Foster. "Oh, Susanna, Don't you cry for me, 'Cause I come from Alabama with the banjo on my knee...". Chanteur country, guitare, banjo, dobro slide & rythmique. Instrumental tr-28 & 29.
Verse 1 Well I come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee I'm bound for Louisiana, my own true love for to see It rained all night the day I left The weather it was dry Sun so hot I froze to death Susanna, don't you cry
Chorus Oh, Susanna Don't you cry for me ‘Cause I come from Alabama with the banjo on my knee
Verse 2 I had a dream the other night When everything was still I dreamed I saw my girl Susanne She was coming around the hill
The buckwheat cake was in her mouth A tear was in her eye I said I come from Dixie girl Suzanna, don't you cry
Chorus Oh, Susanna Now, don't you cry for me ‘Cause I come from Alabama with the banjo on my knee Yeah Oh, Susanna Now, don't you cry for me ‘Cause I come from Alabama with this banjo on my knee
Words & Music by Stephen Foster (D.P) Arrangement by Manuel Galvin & Jean-Jacques Milteau
Paroles ... Chanson gospel de la tradition Afro-Américaine du 19ème siècle. ...Chanson gospel de la tradition Afro-Américaine du 19ème siècle. Go, tell it on the mountain, Over the hills and everywhere, Go, tell it on the mountain,That Jesus lives again...". Introduction avec voix & choeur gospel a cappella. Rythmique & guitare électrique @ 0'31. Instrumental tr-30.
Chorus Go! Tell it on the mountain! Over the hills and everywhere Go! Tell it on the mountain! That Jesus Christ is born
Verse 1 While shepherds kept their watching, Over silent flocks by night Behold, throughout the heavens, There shone a holy light
Chorus Go! Tell it on the mountain! Over the hills and everywhere Go! Tell it on the mountain! That Jesus Christ is born
Verse 2 The shepherds feared and trembled, When low above the earth Rang out ,angels chorus that hailed Our saviours birth
Chorus Go! Tell it on the mountain! Over the hills and everywhere Go! Tell it on the mountain! That Jesus Christ is born
Chorus as lib Go! Tell it on the mountain! Over the hills and everywhere Go! Tell it on the mountain! That Jesus Christ is bornGo tell it! Go tell itGo tell it! On the mountain
Go tell it! Everywhere Go tell it! Everywhere Go tell it! Can you tell the story Go tell it! About when He came, to the mountain Go tell it! OOOHH, Lord! Go tell it! Go tell it!
Traditional arranged by : Manuel Galvin & Jean-Jacques Milteau
Version country/folk de tr-1. Introduction avec voix a cappella. ...Version country/folk de tr-1. Introduction avec voix a cappella. Ukulélé @ 0'33, nappes & basse @ 1'05. Banjo @ 1'37.
Paroles ... Celebratory, passionate, excitable. Fast-paced drumbeat is joined by ...Celebratory, passionate, excitable. Fast-paced drumbeat is joined by delighted trumpet melody and piano. A commanding male vocal croons spiritedly over pacy instrumentation. A love energy with a determined spirit. An individual making their way across a busy city, smiling with feelings of love and joy.
Qui ne bats plus pour toi, Ton regard dans le vague, S’apparente au désarroi, Non ne fais pas de vague, C’est d’accord qu’il ne bats plus pour toi, Oh oui pourquoi? c’est mon coeur qui ne bats plus pour toi, Pourquoi oui pourquoi? c’est mon coeur qui ne bats plus pour toi, On se dit des banalités, A peine de la prose, pourquoi mais pourquoi, C’est mon coeur qui ne bats plus pour toi, Pourquoi oui pourquoi? c’est mon coeur qui ne bats plus pour toi.
Celebratory, passionate, excitable. Fast-paced drumbeat is joined by ...Celebratory, passionate, excitable. Fast-paced drumbeat is joined by delighted trumpet melody and piano. A love energy with a determined spirit. An individual making their way across a busy city, smiling with feelings of love and joy. Instrumental version.
Celebratory, passionate, excitable. Fast-paced drumbeat instils a ...Celebratory, passionate, excitable. Fast-paced drumbeat instils a spirited energy as bass plays out intricate soulful melody. A love energy with a determined spirit. An individual making their way across a busy city, smiling with feelings of love and joy. Stripped back underscore version.
This isn't the first time
No, this isn't the first time I feel like drowning in you
You're warm as a sunrise,
Warm as a sunrise but I know you could burn too
I feel like we could dance forever
Let the world forget us,
I'll show you the way to move.
Yeah we could dance forever
Let the world forget us,
I'll love you like no one could
This isn't the last time,
No this isn't the last time you're willing to let me choose,
I can't let us fade out,
Just won't let us fade out, I'll show you that this is true.
I feel like we could dance forever
Let the world forget us,
I'll show you the way to move.
Yeah we could dance forever
Let the world forget us,
I'll love you like no one could
Paroles ... Buoyant, energetic, confident. Piano riff joined by African ...Buoyant, energetic, confident. Piano riff joined by African percussive sounds, building a pure raw energy. Riser into rhythmic bass and powerful vocal performance with lyrics boasting skills and success. Repetitive beat conveys a sense of consistency and addictive sense of rhythm. A smart individual who does not play with their money, and keeps themselves focused on accruing wealth with no need for distractions.
I like to count the money backwards, Put it in a safe time capsule, Yea, I live life like a bachelor, Girl, I might hit it den ghost like Casper, Speed it up move faster, Runnin' to da money so fast overlapping, Swipe like a card so you know dat ima max it, Quarter of dat thang same color as a taxi, Down on da odds but I still made it happen. Spread like a sheet and I hit like a parlay, Ball feelin' like I’m Marco Piemonte, Max it out, run it up, do it all one day, I just got a ticket I was speeding on a one way, Meet up with the plug so you know I do it Grande, Finna get a rental out the packs up in a Hyundai, I been in the middle so I’m feeling like a hump day, I might igg you over dollars like Andre, Ooo well, Shawty put a hex on me no spell, Bag on me you can look won’t tell, Got the pack on me, You can look gone sale, yeah! Brand new drop location on the rooftop, Overlooking everything dressed in a suit top, Constantly gazing I’m feeling amazing, Can’t slow me down when this paper I’m chasing. I like to count the money backwards, Put it in a safe time capsule, Yea, I live life like a bachelor, Girl, I might hit it den ghost like Casper, Speed it up move faster, Runnin' to da money so fast overlapping, Swipe like a card so you know dat ima max it, Quarter of dat thang same color as a taxi, Down on da odds but I still made it happen.I like to count the money backwards, Put it in a safe time capsule, Yea, I live life like a bachelor, Girl, I might hit it den ghost like Casper, Speed it up move faster, Runnin' to da money so fast overlapping, Swipe like a card so you know dat ima max it, Quarter of dat thang same color as a taxi, Down on da odds but I still made it happen. Spread like a sheet and I hit like a parlay, Ball feelin' like I’m Marco Piemonte, Max it out, run it up, do it all one day, I just got a ticket I was speeding on a one way, Meet up with the plug so you know I do it Grande, Finna get a rental out the packs up in a Hyundai, I been in the middle so I’m feeling like a hump day, I might igg you over dollars like Andre, Ooo well, Shawty put a hex on me no spell, Bag on me you can look won’t tell, Got the pack on me, You can look gone sale, yeah! Brand new drop location on the rooftop, Overlooking everything dressed in a suit top, Constantly gazing I’m feeling amazing, Can’t slow me down when this paper I’m chasing. I like to count the money backwards, Put it in a safe time capsule, Yea, I live life like a bachelor, Girl, I might hit it den ghost like Casper, Speed it up move faster, Runnin' to da money so fast overlapping, Swipe like a card so you know dat ima max it, Quarter of dat thang same color as a taxi, Down on da odds but I still made it happen.
Buoyant, energetic, confident. Piano riff joined by African ...Buoyant, energetic, confident. Piano riff joined by African percussive sounds, building a pure raw energy. Riser into rhythmic bass and steady electronic beat. Repetitive beat conveys a sense of consistency and addictive sense of rhythm. Visions of a confident individual in a club, someone who does not play with their money, and keeps themselves focused on accruing wealth with no need for distractions. Instrumental version.
Paroles ... Powerful, wistful, strong. Swirling synths and guitar play out a ...Powerful, wistful, strong. Swirling synths and guitar play out a dramatic sequence, falling into a heavy bass rhythm. Male autotuned vocals talking to a love interest about how they stay cool and focus on making money. Catchy lyrics with comedic comparisons infers a confident aura. An individual who has control of their life and has control over others, a top dog or someone people fear and respect.
Sandals, I just hit yo chick in Gucci sandals, Candle, rollin' up I’m burnin' like a candle, Shake em, ballin' on ‘em baby dey can’t handle, Actors, who you know that's funny Adam Sandler, Put em on dat rope you know I make em walk a line, Haters steady talking I pay them no never mind when I, Shake em, ballin' on ‘em baby dey can’t handle, Actors, who you know that's funny Adam Sandler.
Colder than da ice up in dat cooler, I got money on madula, Want dat smoke I bring it to ya, Ay I’m makin' lil shawty move her body like a dancer, Answer, I don’t even know da question random, Vamping, I just popped a 30 so I’m vamping, All night baby Ima hit it till I’m cramping, Head game honor student like she went to Hampton, I don’t hold no hands really not into romantics, Shawty clean me up yeah she got manners, I got, all diz money on me like a scammer, Nailin it you know I keep da hammer,
Fit you in my schedule I write it in my planner.
Sandals, I just hit yo chick in Gucci sandals, Candle, rollin' up I’m burnin' like a candle, Shake em, ballin' on ‘em baby dey can’t handle, Actors, who you know that's funny Adam Sandler, Put em on dat rope you know I make em walk a line, Haters steady talking I pay them no never mind when I, Shake em, ballin' on ‘em baby dey can’t handle, Actors, who you know that's funny Adam Sandler.
Powerful, wistful, strong. Swirling synths and guitar play out a ...Powerful, wistful, strong. Swirling synths and guitar play out a dramatic sequence, falling into a heavy bass rhythm. Cool, slick sound reminiscent of an individual who has control of their life and has control over others, a top dog or someone people fear and respect. Instrumental version.
Paroles ... Cool, energetic, unique. Powerful sub bass launches into echoing ...Cool, energetic, unique. Powerful sub bass launches into echoing guitar riffs and emotive autotuned crooning. Lyrics separating lyricist from his competition, characterised as someone who is strong and avoids the pitfalls of life due to their austere nature and focus. Ignoring haters and only focusing on money. Trilling guitars infers a feeling of emotion, indicative of a love for the grind.
You know we ain't cut the same, I come from a different cloth, I just ran my check up man and look at all of this I bought, I be hearing this and that but conversation let ‘em talk, Ain’t no sense in holding on you wanna leave I let you walk. Lately, it been feelin' like they trying me, Popped a 30 paranoid feel like they eying me, Throw that money when she pick it up it’s raking leaves, Really ballin' when you get it what they hate to see. I get that paper den I bounce, I get that paper den I’m out, I get that money then I pounce, Blow dat, blow dat by the ounce, Ooh she wanted me back then but I was busy what up now, Prolli took her on a date but day dreamin' bout an account, I run up the digits you know that I get it, I gotta go get it regardless, Even when I was broke, Wit no money account and my stomach would hurt when I’m starvin', Level up and took off like a Martian, Now them bands lookin' like they marching, Like a bull seeing red target, I be on it you know that I want it, Break it down like this shit a component, I got plugs it feel like I’m Tony, Mo connection than a fiber wire I can overnight it ain’t no waitin' on it, Everytime you get it then they hate it so it stay wit me, I can’t never let you in on secrets you might play with me. You know we ain't cut the same, I come from a different cloth, I just ran my check up man and look at all of this I bought, I be hearing this and that but conversation let ‘em talk, Ain’t no sense in holding on you wanna leave I let you walk. Lately, it been feelin' like they trying me, Popped a 30 paranoid feel like they eying me, Throw that money when she pick it up it’s raking leaves, Really ballin' when you get it what they hate to see.
Cool, energetic, unique. Powerful sub bass launches into echoing ...Cool, energetic, unique. Powerful sub bass launches into echoing guitar riffs. Trilling guitars infers a feeling of emotion, indicative of a love for the grind. Chattering trap hi hats offer an infectious energy. Instrumental version.
Paroles ... Chanson dans le style des comédies musicales de Broadway. ...Chanson dans le style des comédies musicales de Broadway. Déterminé, exubérant & passionné. Chanteur dans un esprit crooner, orchestre de music-hall, ensemble de cordes, cuivres, vibraphone & rythmique.
THE TALK OF THE TOWN
Music by Julien Vega
Lyrics by John Greaves & Julien Vega
At last here comes the big day
I’ve waited for this moment
For so long
I’ve got a Broadway opening
Finally things are happening
My way
There will be lines around the block
Stars in limos, famous celebrities
New York’s finest
All come to see me
The thrill, the magic of applause,
Someone like me simply adores
If I’m a hit I must admit immodestly
I had it coming to me
The heights of fame are heady
But I am more than ready
To get there
So here I am at last
I’m going places fast
And I know where
I’ve always been aware of it
One day I’ll be getting my share of it
And I’m gonna be
The talk of the town
The thrill, the magic of applause,
That little old me simply adores
If I’m a hit I must admit immodestly
I had it coming to me and the whole world can see that I’m ready to be
The talk of the town
King
Yeah, I’m a king Yeah, I’m a king
I got the whole land on my shoulder
It’s my time and the wait is over
Feel the weight of the fate greats but you cannot relate
Cause it can’t be molded
Can you carry the praise the shame the love and the hate
When days gets get colder
I been conquering every kinda thing
So you might wanna join this side of things
So all raise for the most High YESSIR
Got the gold of the crown up YESSIR
I’m the king of the town
When the swords get waived then the trumpet sounds up YESSIR
Made it off the ground, cant never let up
They hold me down, kings always get up
High on my horse I’m ahead of the league
Cocky I’m never I’m better then the
Treat me like a king I been your majesty
Treat me like a king I been your majesty
Why my opposition always mad at me
Go get you a crown if you as bad at me
I’m a king, king, king (oh-oh,oh-oh, oh-oh)
I’m a king, king, king (oh-oh,oh-oh, oh-oh)
My crown don’t sway, King, Don’t be testing my faith, You Guessed right I’m him, I got a lot of power in my hands, Move the pawns make em dance, Gather troops in advance, I Gotta tools to make damage, Don’t make me change my stance, Can’t break down my Fortress, Couldn’t break in my focus, Pound for pound I’m gorgeous, Running the town, like Forrest, Hail to the king, All take a kneel, Heavens could sing,
The devil ain’t real, I did it for us, Took care of the bill, Paying my dues, Until I’m concealed
Treat me like a king I been your majesty
Treat me like a king I been your majesty
Why my opposition always mad at me
Go get you a crown if you as bad at me
I’m a king, king, king (oh-oh,oh-oh, oh-oh)
I’m a king, king, king (oh-oh,oh-oh, oh-oh
Where my friends congregate
And when we sit on those bar stools
We’re not alone
10 am the lights are on
Beer’s cold, the whiskey’s strong
And we’re drowning those memories
One by one
You can meet me at the idle hour
Where the juke box plays all those country songs
If you’re tryin’ to hang on
To a love that’s dead and gone
With too many reasons not to go back home
The neon lights are bright
Even tho it’s past midnight
And the band’s packed up and moved on
Stare at the clock on the wall
Bartender says last call
And I start missin’ her most of all
So, you can meet me at the idle hour
Where the juke box plays all those country songs
So if you’re tryin’ to hang on
To a love that’s dead and gone
With too many reasons not to go back home
Too many reasons not to go back home
Paroles ... Hip hop / rap à propos de l'engagement & de la volonté de victoire. ...Hip hop / rap à propos de l'engagement & de la volonté de victoire. Massif & puissant. Rappeur, heavy beat & hook de synth agressif.
Blow Out Blow Out, Blow Out, Blow Out, You know what time is, blow out, When you hear the bells ring, blowout, I don’t need nobody’s help, I just crawled back from hell I make the crowd go loco, Scream like the voices up in my head, Blow up, show out, I put the city on time out, Come and see, just what the talk about, Walk on the court, if I step in it’s my house, I’m ready to go when it’s game time, They ready to fold, at the same time, Ran thru the field with the land mines, You think I’m scared to go take mines Know what it takes, for standing ovation, never lose patience, I gotta chase it, All in my bag, yeah that’s the basics, they gotta frown, they need a facelift, You know what time is, blow out, When you hear the bells ring, blow out, When you see the touchdown, blow out, When you see the dogs out, blow out, Blow out, blowout, blow out, blow out, etc. Ain’t no pity anymore, Give me the ball ima double the score, Give the city what they want, Me and the squad we still one of one, Been climbing, on incline, Ima a bit dirty, but I still shine, They broke down, For the tenth time, but I ain’t got mercy, on this side, Thank god, for the long ride, for the hard time, brought the dog out, South side to the north side, Nation wide, they get blown out, When we out it’s a dark time, quite a hard time, for the other side, stand down when we going up, blow out You know what time is, blow out, When you hear the bells ring, blow out, When you see the touchdown, blowout, When you see the dogs out, blow out, Blow out, blow out, blow out, etc.
Paroles ... Hip hop rap à propos de la concentration, pression avant la ...Hip hop rap à propos de la concentration, pression avant la compétition & de volonté de vaincre. En attente, tenace & motivant. Rappeur hip hop beat & electronics.
Ready For War
Step outside the box
Pressure getting hot
Hopped up out the kettle
(WOOF)
Mentally I’m locked
I could never stop
Till they hit the metal
(WOOF)
Adrenaline ease
Feel like apolo I’m takin a creed
(WOOF)
I box with my shadow the only one close enough
Just throw the towel and leave
(WOOF)
I’m ready to lead
Applying pressure I pictured this moment relentless I’m running like engines inside of Tesla
(WOOF)
The difference between you and is that I’m ready to leave in a stretching
Ain’t no one better
I’m destined for greatness thats word to mohammed Ali
I’m up on the scene
I’m up on the scene
I’m ready for war, ready
Applying pressure I pictured this moment relentless I’m running like engines inside of Tesla
(Woof)
I’m ready for war, ready
I’m destined for greatness thats word to mohammed Ali
I’m up on the scene
I’m ready for war
I’m ready for war tonight
Settle score, settle the score tonight
I’m ready for war
I’m ready for war tonight
Locked and loaded
It was written wrote it now I’m back with a motive
(WOOF)
Legend now I know it hear scream my name sound like locomotives
(WOOF)
The top
Yeah on my way to top
The Hustle’s from days on block when the weight the world on my shoulders would weight a lot/
The rush in my body would stay alot
I’m focus i don’t need to say alot
Competence turns into confidence I need the victory way before compliments
Closer
Title waiting with my chauffeur
I told you I dreamt for this moment can’t nobody stop only i control
I’m ready for war, ready
Applying pressure I pictured this moment relentless I’m running like engines inside of Tesla
(Woof)
I’m ready for war, ready
I’m destined for greatness thats word to mohammed Ali
I’m up on the scene
I’m ready for war
I’m ready for war tonight
Settle score, settle the score tonight
I’m ready for war
I’m ready for war tonight
Hip hop instrumental. Déterminé, tendu & insistant. Cordes ...Hip hop instrumental. Déterminé, tendu & insistant. Cordes staccato, hip hop beat & electronics.
Paroles ... Strong, stimulating & energetic hip hop trailer track with male ...Strong, stimulating & energetic hip hop trailer track with male rapper. Motivational lyrics. Hybrid percussion with trap beat & trailer FX. Build-up @ 0'58 in a powerful mood. Climax @ 1'36. Tense finale. Suggested for action sport & entertainment.
Major league, Where you gotta pay to see,
I’ll give em memories, everybody worship me,
100 degrees the closer you get to the peak,
We on a winning streak,
game time, follow me,
We don’t check the rules no we break em,
Can't be stopped no limitation,
One too many times they tried to bait me,
I turned it around and made the A-team,
All of this power, came from the pain,
I Put in twice the work, but I never complained,
I Hit em where it hurts, cuz I know what It takes,
And if you, scared of the flame,
Dont speak my name in no vein,
This the A-team, best in the game,
Either you Fall in line, or you get rearranged,
We break rules and records, all the same,
We paving the way strongly for all the greats,
Listen to no critics yeah we shut em out,
We got pain and fatigue but never sitting out,
We Going up, touching on the ceiling now,
They can’t bring us down,
Never gon bring us down,
Shoutout to the ones, who always stuck around,
When you put in work, luck is always back around,
This the A-team, put on the whole town, making history, when we go down,
Major league, Where you gotta pay to see,
I’ll give em memories, everybody worship me,
100 degrees the closer you get to the peak,
We on a winning streak,
game time, follow me,
Paroles ... Hip hop trailer track with overcoming adversity rap lyrics. Pulsing, ...Hip hop trailer track with overcoming adversity rap lyrics. Pulsing, relentless & confident. Hybrid percussion with trap beat & brass stabs. Build-up @ 0'58 with motivational male rapping. Climax @ 1'29 in a fighting spirit. Finale & back end. Suggested for action sport, entertainment & superhero movie.
Stand strong with my troops,
Nothing far from the truth,
When we step we shake the room,
Try to burn us you get fumed,
We on the rise, on the rise, hey,
Fight for what we love on the battlefield,
We live and die, man what a life,
Put in work every day and night,
So we stay alive every time we fight,
You and I, and everyone alike,
If you got my back, than I got y’a life,
No questions asked, man we do it right,
We aim for the top,
shoot at they head and aim for the spot,
If they wanna talk we put em to bed,
Make em sleep like a rock,
Never could stop, once we get in,
That’s a permanent drop,
Dont get yourself popped,
If you run up on me that’s a
Personal problem,
All a team when we off the field,
And a Family on the battlefield,
More than real, I know you feel it,
No place that I’d rather be in,
With my brother got a tunnel vision,
Focused on it, never miss a mission,
Never ever ever miss a mission never
Stand strong with my troops,
Nothing far from the truth,
When we step we shake the room,
Try to burn us you get fumed,
Fight for what we love,
fight for what we love
On the battlefield,
Fight for what we love,
fight for what we love
On the battlefield
Fight fight fight
fight for what we love
On the battlefield
Fight fight fight
fight for what we love
On the battlefield
Paroles ... Bouncy trap beat & strong hip hop trailer track with male rapper. ...Bouncy trap beat & strong hip hop trailer track with male rapper. Swagger & proud. Hybrid percussion & trailer FX. Lyrics about adversity & resisting. Break @ 1'15 building-up with strong impact & riser. Climax @ 1'44. Back end. Suggested for fighting sport, action movie & entertainment.
I’m a dying breed,
I’m A dying breed,
Let em hear the artillery,
Woah Full penetration in the magazine,
If I aim close enough, then he won’t breathe again,
I don’t spray for the fun,
But I enjoy the thrill,
I was built different,
yeah you know the drill
No You gonna wake the cobra,
Blow it up like supernova,
Buckle up, this here the closer,
Huddle up, let’s take control and,
We’re gonna creep thru the door and,
Ain’t nobody seen us coming,
We came here to shut the party,
Sorry,
I do not pack with no mini toys,
I got them guns, making scary noise,
The Team moving up, if they hear my voice,
Hate the violence but I won’t avoid it,
I was Born a rider, I ain’t had a choice,
I’m a Dying breed with a death wish, and I’m coming for you with a vengeance,
For every soul that fell in a fight,
Rejoice,
Every soul that found the path to the light,
Rejoice,
My and my brother give our lives to this fam,
Cuz we chose it,
We’re dying breed, cuz we’re chosen,
I’m a dying breed,
I’m A dying breed,
Let em hear the artillery,
Woah Full penetration in the magazine,
If I aim close enough, then he won’t breathe again,
I don’t spray for the fun
But I enjoy the thrill,
I was built different,
yeah you know the drill
I’m a dying breed,
I’m a dying breed
I’m a dying breed
Riding with my brothers fighting for a dream,
I’m a dying breed,
I’m a dying breed
I’m a dying breed
Paroles ... Groupe indie folk. Intro puissante avec batterie rock & guitare ...Groupe indie folk. Intro puissante avec batterie rock & guitare acoustique enthousiaste. Voix masculine & féminine confiantes avec des paroles encourageantes. Chorus @ 0'40. Break banjo @ 2'06. Finale @ 2'51.
You've been talking in your sleep
Your dreams appear to be not so light these nights Couldn't help, I heard you weep
I bought some tickets, our plane leaves tomorrow
Let's go find some place where we've never been Shouldn't be that hard to find
All those spaces we've never traveled in
Let us go before we lose our minds
We've been talking about it forever
Now what about making it happen
Sometimes we have to say "It's now or never" I'm tired of words, what we need is some action
Let's go hitch hike some roads we've never known Shouldn't be that hard to find
I promise you we'll never be alone
Let us go before we lose our minds
Paroles ... Groupe indie folk. Confiant, accrocheur & sentimental. Duo de voix ...Groupe indie folk. Confiant, accrocheur & sentimental. Duo de voix masculine & féminine avec des paroles émouvantes. Guitare acoustique & batterie. Chorus @ 1'11. Onomatopées scandées @ 1'54.
Mrs. Sunshine, you're strong enough to smile Do you need me, do you need me anymore? I could settle and watch you from my tower Would it make me, would it make me nice?
Mrs. Feather, you're brave enough to fly
Do you love me, do you love me anymore?
I could give up, I'm sure you'd understand
But would you want me, would you want me in your land?
Mrs. Flower, you sleep within my cave
Do you see me, do you see me anymore? Hear this song and tell me if it's good
Is it good enough, is it good enough for you?
Mrs. Sunshine, don't miss the point I love you
Mrs. Sunshine, you chase the dark away And I need you
I need you
Mrs. Feather, you raise my lead soul to the sky And I love you
I love you
I want to tell everything
About the bliss that you can bring
Spangles spread around my head
And I got sparks into my brain
Eyelids closed I see you face
Got you shackled in my embrace
Your weasel smile just make me melt
Now drunk in love, need a seatbelt
Refrain
Laura, do you want to dance with me?
Laura, get another hug for free
Laura, Soraya
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II
Can't handle that weight anymore
Missing the time facing the shores
The night when the clock flies and stops
Daydreams where we're taking off
Now we live in a fantasy
Two spirits lost in empty streets
Your weasel smile just make me melt
Now drunk in love, need a seatbelt
Refrain
Laura, do you want to dance with me
Laura, get another hug for free
Laura, Soraya