Paroles Fall Of Rome de James Reyne

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Textes et Paroles de Fall Of Rome



Every mor-orning when I wake from my bed
I find I'm yawnin' just a-scratchin' my head
I face the dawnin', I feel like I'm dead
Oh baby, I been sleeping all alone
Well, every daybreak as I wake from my sleep
I find I'm achin' as I drag from the deep
If I were a Mustang I'd be a junk-yard heap
Mirror don't lie, mirror don't lie, talk about a rollin' stone

Everbody said a-what's that sound, put it in a skillet and slap it all around
And everybody said I can't stay home, still thinkin' 'bout the Fall of Rome
Still thinkin' 'bout the Fall of Rome

Well, all these dragons are just a-draggin' me down
I've been a-pickin' things up from the underground
Like a trackless tram I'm Bondi bound
Sittin' in the depot all alone
No purity, no clear white walls
A big stampede when the Warragul calls
Times a-menacing just gnashes and mauls
Where'm I gonna buy it, where'm I gonna buy it
Gotta give a dog a bone

And everbody said what's that sound, put it in a skillet and slap it all around
And everybody said I can't stay home, still thinkin' 'bout the Fall of Rome
Still thinkin' 'bout the - Fall of Ro-ome, I'm a-thinkin' 'bout the Fall of Ro-ome

Well I've been li-ivin' a categorical lie
Each last thrill the penultimate high
Just a-one more hit before I can die
Yellow teeth are snappin' all around
Well, every day of the week as I wake from my bed
I find I'm yawning just a scratchin' my head
If I were a Mustang, I think it's gone to my head
Mirror don't lie, mirror don't lie, talk about a rolling stone

And everbody said what's that sound, put it in a skillet and slap it all around

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