Izzy Stradlin - What i told you
Tekst :
You should have left that gun at homeShould have left it all alone
I m not sure where you went wrong
Should have left it back at home
You could have left it back at home
I m sure it s illegal where you re gain
Don t really need it - leave it alone
Should have left it back at home
Should have left it back at home
What I told you
What I told you, hell
What I told you
What I told you, hell
What I told you
What I told you, hell
What I told you
What I told you, hell
There s a roadblock and your done
Should have left it back at home
Your ride s over, no more fun
Should have left it back at home
Should have left it back at home
Should have left it back at home
Should have left it back at home
Inne utwory
Losowe utwory
Nutshell
We chase this pair of lies
We face the path of time
And yet I fight, yet I fight
This battle all alone
No one to cry to
No place to call home
My gift of self is raped
My privacy is...
We face the path of time
And yet I fight, yet I fight
This battle all alone
No one to cry to
No place to call home
My gift of self is raped
My privacy is...
Cursed
So you think a man can cheat death and outwit doom…?
I say a cunning man can cheat death for a long time…
He spoke the curse and nothing more… to set our fate
Cursed to leave, cursed to fight, cursed to die
In what words might death call?
Repeat...
I say a cunning man can cheat death for a long time…
He spoke the curse and nothing more… to set our fate
Cursed to leave, cursed to fight, cursed to die
In what words might death call?
Repeat...
Revolution song
In my dream I break the chains that hold this place together
but in my dream the consequences would be so much better
Then they are.... cause beyond the walls that hold us here
Skies that stretch across the atmosphere
Oh a revolution is near
but in my dream the consequences would be so much better
Then they are.... cause beyond the walls that hold us here
Skies that stretch across the atmosphere
Oh a revolution is near
The beautiful
There’s a bar on my head
There’s a cross for my bed
There’s my heart in my hand
There’s my stick in the sand
Here where the world starts spinning round
take a ride and you’ll feel what you’ve never found
Here when...
There’s a cross for my bed
There’s my heart in my hand
There’s my stick in the sand
Here where the world starts spinning round
take a ride and you’ll feel what you’ve never found
Here when...
Legiony
Legiony to żołnierska nuta,
Legiony to straceńców los!
Legiony to żołnierska buta,
Legiony to ofiarny stos.
My pierwsza brygada, strzelecka gromada
Na stos rzuciliśmy nasz życia los,
Na stos, na stos!
O ileż mąk, ileż cierpienia,
O ileż krwi, wylanych...
Legiony to straceńców los!
Legiony to żołnierska buta,
Legiony to ofiarny stos.
My pierwsza brygada, strzelecka gromada
Na stos rzuciliśmy nasz życia los,
Na stos, na stos!
O ileż mąk, ileż cierpienia,
O ileż krwi, wylanych...