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Monday, September 15, 2008 - ore 13:45
(categoria: " Vita Quotidiana ")
IL MIO CELLULARE NON FUNZIONA PIU’!!!!!!!!!!!
The Script - We Cry
Together we cry… Together we cry…
Jenny was a poor girl Living in a rich world Named her baby Hope when she was just 14 She was hoping for a better world For this little girl But the apple doesn’t fall too far from the tree
Well she gets that call Hope’s too far gone Her baby’s on the way But nothing left inside Together we cry!
What about the junk head Could have gone the whole way Lighting up the stage trying to get a deal Now he’s lighting up the wrong way “Something for the pain!” Man you wanna see this kid he was so fuckin’ unreal When he gets that call He’s too far gone To get it together to sing one song They won’t hear tonight The words of a lullaby
Together we cry… Yeah, yeah, yeah Together we cry… Whoah oh whoah oh whoah Together we cry… Oh we cry we cry we cry Together we cry… Oh we cry we cry Whoah oh whoah oh whoah
Oh…Mary’s ambitious She wanna to be a politician She been dreaming about it since she was a girl She thought that she’d be the one to change the world Always trying to pave the way for women in a…man’s world But life happened, house, kids, 2 cars, husband hits the jar, cheques that don’t go very far now Now she in it - can’t change it, she keeps her mind on her wages The only rattling cages!
Together we cry… Together we cry…
There comes a time when every bird has to fly At some point every rose has to die It’s hard to let your children go Leave home Where they go? Who knows! Getting drunk Getting stoned All alone Teach a man to fish You’ll feed him never lie You show your kids the truth Hope they never lie Instead of reading in a letter that they’ve gone to something better “Bet your sorry now! I won’t be coming home tonight”
I’m sick of looking for those heroes in the sky To teach us how to fly Together we cry!
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