Icicle Works - Hope springs eternal

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Spent the night in a stranger s house
Trying to re-ignite an old flame
Came to nothin
Not sure what I want
When I find it I ll be aware
That man looks like his dog
But he ll sit and listen while I spin my yarn
Don t sleep til way past three
Down on my luck
I m down on my knees

Chorus: Hope Springs Eternal
Good Fortune Comes To Those Who Wait

One speaks with love in mind
One s so insecure, a friendly word can t warm her
Got a job, got some pay
Had a problem, wished it away
My rearview mirror s fogged
But I m not afraid
The past can t overtake you
Old lady with a shopping bag
You long to buy and sell

Chorus

Get out of bed, we re going to drive into town
Make a big noise, remind ourselves who we are
The goldmine can t come round here
You ll have to scratch in the dirt
Faith don t work that way

Inne utwory

  • Two two three
  • Motorcycle rider
  • Evangeline
  • Travelling chest
  • Reaping the rich harvest
  • All the daughters
  • In the cauldron of love
  • Out of season
  • Up here in the north of England
  • Walking with a mountain
  • Everybody loves to play the fool
  • As the dragonfly flies
  • Permanent damage
  • Chop the tree
  • When you were mine
  • Birds fly
  • Losowe utwory

    Glitter

    When we make love
    It s hard to tell
    If your dreamin of me
    Or someone else
    That drunken kiss
    Seems like a lie
    Don t say it s forever
    And then say goodbye
    Glitter,
    Don t ya leave me,...

    Every inch a woman

    She s my jumpstart baby
    She always seems to turn me on
    Uses two hands on me
    She ll never, ever do me wrong
    I never need an invitation
    Cause my girl never keeps me waiting
    Please!
    She s every inch a...

    A habit to me

    Ain t no need to worry about it
    Won t do you one bit of good
    If you don t treat your baby
    Treat your baby like you should
    There s been a change in the weather
    And it s so plain to see
    So plain to see
    Everybody s welcome to try
    Try and get my airplane...

    Your groovy self

    Don’t talk to strangers on the bus
    You know that could be dangerous
    Don’t walk on stick or stones
    Don’t answer ringing phones
    You know I got to worry
    Til you bring your groovy self on home to me

    Don’t take up with no alley cats
    They really don’t...

    Wszystko już było

    Kiedy został sam, patrzył w stronę drzwi
    A z pokoju świt przepływał przez dym
    Nie opowiem wam, jak się podle czuł
    Tak naprawdę wył gdzieś w środku tu

    Potem długo grał by zagłuszyć ból
    A saksofon drżał i płakał w dymie nut
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