Fall Out Boy - Star 67

Tekst :

Well maybe we could talk this over
But I swear to God
And I ll have this phone to my head

Fall asleep
Phone in hand
God bless god bless star 67
Fall asleep
Phone in hand
God bless god bless star 67
Fall asleep
Phone in hand
God bless god bless star 67
Fall asleep
Phone in hand
God bless god bless star 67
Fall asleep
Phone in hand
God bless god bless star 67
Fall asleep
Phone in hand
God bless god bless star 67

Inne utwory

  • Grand theft autumn
  • Where is your boy tonight
  • Yule shoot your eye out
  • Bang the doldrums
  • Pretty in punk
  • Nobody puts baby in the corner
  • Saturday
  • Golden
  • I slept with someone in fall out boy and all i got was this
  • Switchblades and infidelity
  • 20 dollar nose bleed
  • Thriller
  • Disloyal Order Of Water Buffaloes
  • Must be love
  • Love will tear us apart
  • Hand of god
  • Sending postcards from a plane crash
  • Roxanne

    • Losowe utwory

    Second coming

    I couldn t tell
    if the bells were getting louder
    The songs they ring I finally recognize
    I only know
    Hell is getting hotter
    the Devil s getting smarter all the time

    And it would be nice
    to walk upon the water...

    To hell with pop

    Some want it soft
    Some want it hard
    Some like it slow
    Some like it fast as the shark

    You hate it every single way
    You really need no room to play
    You make it so damn hard to stay

    Run away
    Run away
    Ooh, you better run...

    Where is your boy tonight

    Where is your boy tonight? I hope he is a gentleman.
    Maybe he won t find out what I know: you were the last good
    thing about this part of town.

    When I wake up, I m willing to take my chances on the hope I
    forget
    that you...

    America the beautiful

    O beautiful for spacious skies,
    For amber waves of grain,
    For purple mountain majesties
    Above the fruited plain!
    America! America!
    God shed His grace on thee,
    And crown thy good with brotherhood
    From sea to shining sea!
    O beautiful for heroes proved,...

    Deadache

    She s over by my place as decoration
    I preserved her face for inspiration

    Flashlights from authorities
    Lanterns brighten up the scene
    Familiar faces of the long dead

    The mad butcher goes bump in the night
    And loneliness
    It makes nights endless

    The farm bathes in the thumping moonlight
    It incubates my grief and madness

    And sometimes
    That s when I...