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| Who - I’ve Had Enough |
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You were under the impression
You were under the impression
That when you were walking forward
That when you were walking forward
You’d end up further onward
You’d end up further onward
But things ain’t quite that simple.
But things ain’t quite that simple.
You got altered information
You got altered information
You were told to not take chances
You were told to not take chances
You missed out on new dances
You missed out on new dances
Now you’re losing all your dimples.
Now you’re losing all your dimples.
My jacket’s gonna be cut and slim and checked,
My jacket’s gonna be cut and slim and checked,
Maybe a touch of seersucker, with an open neck.
Maybe a touch of seersucker, with an open neck.
I ride a g.s. scooter with my hair cut neat,
I ride a g.s. scooter with my hair cut neat,
Wear my wartime coat in the wind and sleet.
Wear my wartime coat in the wind and sleet.
Love reign o’er me.
Love reign o’er me.
Love reign o’er me.
Love reign o’er me.
Love.
Love.
I’ve had enough of living
I’ve had enough of living
I’ve had enough of dying
I’ve had enough of dying
I’ve had enough of smiling
I’ve had enough of smiling
I’ve had enough of crying
I’ve had enough of crying
I’ve taken all the high roads
I’ve taken all the high roads
I’ve squandered and I’ve saved
I’ve squandered and I’ve saved
I’ve had enough of childhood
I’ve had enough of childhood
I’ve had enough of graves...
I’ve had enough of graves...
Get a job and fight to keep it,
Get a job and fight to keep it,
Strike out to reach a mountain.
Strike out to reach a mountain.
Be so nice on the outside
Be so nice on the outside
But inside keep ambition
But inside keep ambition
Don’t cry because you hunt them
Don’t cry because you hunt them
Hurt them first they’ll love you
Hurt them first they’ll love you
There’s a millionaire above you
There’s a millionaire above you
And you’re under his suspicion.
And you’re under his suspicion.
I’ve had enough of dancehalls
I’ve had enough of dancehalls
I’ve had enough of pills
I’ve had enough of pills
I’ve had enough of streetfights
I’ve had enough of streetfights
I’ve seen my share of kills
I’ve seen my share of kills
I’m finished with the fashions
I’m finished with the fashions
And acting like I’m tough
And acting like I’m tough
I’m bored with hate and passion
I’m bored with hate and passion
I’ve had enough of trying to love.
I’ve had enough of trying to love. |
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Webs amigas |
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