Lyrics by Sting and Music by Sting, Dominic Miller He deals the cards As a meditation, And those he plays Never suspect. He doesn’t play for the money he wins, He don’t play for respect. He deals the cards To find the answer, The sacred geometry Of chance, The hidden law of a probable outcome, The numbers lead a dance. Chorus: I know that the spades Are the swords of a soldier. I know that the clubs Are weapons of war. I know that diamonds Mean money for this art,
Letra y música de Sebastián Andersen, Valentín Andersen, Máximo Andersen y Santiago Andersen Puede ser que a veces me duele, Todo me avanza, todo me puede; Y otras ando tan indiferente, A mil distancia de toda gente. Tengo una muralla de ladrillos, Rotos espejos, quemados brillos. También tengo el corazón abierto; Por eso canto o me reviento. Siento que la sangre corre fuerte, Va galopando, roja serpiente, Late como late la cintura De tu soltura, rozando alturas.
Lyrics and music by Mitsuki Francis Laycock Toss your dirty shoes in my Washing machine heart. Baby, bang it up inside. I’m not wearing my usual lipstick. I thought maybe We would kiss tonight. Baby, will you kiss me already and Toss your dirty shoes in my Washing machine heart? Baby, bang it up inside. Baby, though I’ve closed my eyes, I know who you pretend I am. I know who you pretend I am. But do mi ti, Why not me? Why not me? Do mi ti, Why not me? Why not me?
Lyrics and music by Kevin Parker I had to tell ya, it’s now or never. So much for closure; I lost composure. I get the message; I learned my lesson. Tried to correct it; I think I wrecked it. Man, it’s a crisis; I’m never like this. That’s how my life is; You couldn’t write this. Chorus: I’m a loser, babe. Do you wanna tear my heart out? I’m a tragedy Trying to figure This whole mess out. I’m out of favour; my worst behavior. I get the message; I
Letra y música de Sebastián Obando Giraldo, Fernando Tobón y Andrés Munera Recuerdo aquel día Como si fuera hoy. No hay nada como ella Y siquiera me encontró. Recuerdo todavía La vez que la besé. Fue mi primer amor Y ahora escribo Su canción. Hay algo más, Inexplicable como su mirada, Inigualable como la manera En que me cela Y trata de disimular Que no está mal. Estribillo: Voy a cuidarte por las noches, Voy a amarte sin reproches, Te voy a extrañar En la
Lyrics and Music by Kurt Cobain, Krist Novoselic, Dave Grohl Load up on guns, bring your friends. It’s fun to lose and to pretend. She’s over-bored and self-assured. Oh, no, I know a dirty word. Hello, hello, hello, how low? Hello, hello, hello, how low? Hello, hello, hello, how low? Hello, hello, hello. Chorus: With the lights out, It’s less dangerous. Here we are now, entertain us. I feel stupid and contagious. Here we are now, entertain us. A mulatto, an
Lyrics an Music by Zach Bryan It’ll be fine by dusk light, I’m telling you, baby. These things eat at your bones And drive your young mind crazy. But when you place your head Between my collar and jaw, I don’t know much, But there’s no weight at all. And I’m damned if I do And I’m damned if I don’t, ‘Cause if I say I miss you, I know that you won’t. But I miss you in the mornings When I see the sun, Something in the orange Tells me we’re not done.
Lyrics and Music by Andrew Hozier-Byrne My lover’s got humour, She’s the giggle at a funeral, Knows everybody’s disapproval, I should’ve worshipped her sooner. If the heavens ever did speak, She’s the last true mouthpiece. Every Sunday’s getting more bleak, A fresh poison each week. “We were born sick.” You heard them say it. My church offers no absolutes. She tells me, “Worship in the bedroom.” The only heaven I’ll be sent to Is when I’m alone with
Lyrics and Music by George Michael, Andrew Ridgeley Wham! feat. George Michael I feel so unsure As I take your hand And lead you to the dance floor. As the music dies Something in your eyes Calls to mind a silver screen And you’re its sad goodbye. Chorus: I’m never gonna dance again, Guilty feet have got no rhythm. Though it’s easy to pretend, I know you’re not a fool. I should have known better Than to cheat a friend, And waste a chance That I’ve been
Traditional Folk Song There is a house in New Orleans, They call the Rising Sun. And it’s been the ruin of many a poor boy, And, God, I know I’m one. My mother was a tailor, She sewed my new blue jeans. My father was a gambling man Down in New Orleans. Now, the only thing a gambler needs Is a suitcase and a trunk. And the only time he’s satisfied Is when he’s on a drunk. Oh, mother, tell your children Not to do what I have done. Spend your lives in sin and
Lyrics by Sting and Music by Sting, Dominic Miller He deals the cards As a meditation, And those he plays Never suspect. He doesn’t play for the money he wins, He don’t play for respect. He deals the cards To find the answer, The sacred geometry Of chance, The hidden law of a probable outcome, The numbers lead a dance. Chorus: I know that the spades Are the swords of a soldier. I know that the clubs Are weapons of war. I know that diamonds Mean money for this art,
Letra y música de Sebastián Andersen, Valentín Andersen, Máximo Andersen y Santiago Andersen Puede ser que a veces me duele, Todo me avanza, todo me puede; Y otras ando tan indiferente, A mil distancia de toda gente. Tengo una muralla de ladrillos, Rotos espejos, quemados brillos. También tengo el corazón abierto; Por eso canto o me reviento. Siento que la sangre corre fuerte, Va galopando, roja serpiente, Late como late la cintura De tu soltura, rozando alturas.
Lyrics and music by Mitsuki Francis Laycock Toss your dirty shoes in my Washing machine heart. Baby, bang it up inside. I’m not wearing my usual lipstick. I thought maybe We would kiss tonight. Baby, will you kiss me already and Toss your dirty shoes in my Washing machine heart? Baby, bang it up inside. Baby, though I’ve closed my eyes, I know who you pretend I am. I know who you pretend I am. But do mi ti, Why not me? Why not me? Do mi ti, Why not me? Why not me?
Lyrics and music by Kevin Parker I had to tell ya, it’s now or never. So much for closure; I lost composure. I get the message; I learned my lesson. Tried to correct it; I think I wrecked it. Man, it’s a crisis; I’m never like this. That’s how my life is; You couldn’t write this. Chorus: I’m a loser, babe. Do you wanna tear my heart out? I’m a tragedy Trying to figure This whole mess out. I’m out of favour; my worst behavior. I get the message; I
Letra y música de Sebastián Obando Giraldo, Fernando Tobón y Andrés Munera Recuerdo aquel día Como si fuera hoy. No hay nada como ella Y siquiera me encontró. Recuerdo todavía La vez que la besé. Fue mi primer amor Y ahora escribo Su canción. Hay algo más, Inexplicable como su mirada, Inigualable como la manera En que me cela Y trata de disimular Que no está mal. Estribillo: Voy a cuidarte por las noches, Voy a amarte sin reproches, Te voy a extrañar En la
Lyrics and Music by Kurt Cobain, Krist Novoselic, Dave Grohl Load up on guns, bring your friends. It’s fun to lose and to pretend. She’s over-bored and self-assured. Oh, no, I know a dirty word. Hello, hello, hello, how low? Hello, hello, hello, how low? Hello, hello, hello, how low? Hello, hello, hello. Chorus: With the lights out, It’s less dangerous. Here we are now, entertain us. I feel stupid and contagious. Here we are now, entertain us. A mulatto, an
Lyrics an Music by Zach Bryan It’ll be fine by dusk light, I’m telling you, baby. These things eat at your bones And drive your young mind crazy. But when you place your head Between my collar and jaw, I don’t know much, But there’s no weight at all. And I’m damned if I do And I’m damned if I don’t, ‘Cause if I say I miss you, I know that you won’t. But I miss you in the mornings When I see the sun, Something in the orange Tells me we’re not done.
Lyrics and Music by Andrew Hozier-Byrne My lover’s got humour, She’s the giggle at a funeral, Knows everybody’s disapproval, I should’ve worshipped her sooner. If the heavens ever did speak, She’s the last true mouthpiece. Every Sunday’s getting more bleak, A fresh poison each week. “We were born sick.” You heard them say it. My church offers no absolutes. She tells me, “Worship in the bedroom.” The only heaven I’ll be sent to Is when I’m alone with
Lyrics and Music by George Michael, Andrew Ridgeley Wham! feat. George Michael I feel so unsure As I take your hand And lead you to the dance floor. As the music dies Something in your eyes Calls to mind a silver screen And you’re its sad goodbye. Chorus: I’m never gonna dance again, Guilty feet have got no rhythm. Though it’s easy to pretend, I know you’re not a fool. I should have known better Than to cheat a friend, And waste a chance That I’ve been
Traditional Folk Song There is a house in New Orleans, They call the Rising Sun. And it’s been the ruin of many a poor boy, And, God, I know I’m one. My mother was a tailor, She sewed my new blue jeans. My father was a gambling man Down in New Orleans. Now, the only thing a gambler needs Is a suitcase and a trunk. And the only time he’s satisfied Is when he’s on a drunk. Oh, mother, tell your children Not to do what I have done. Spend your lives in sin and
Lyrics by Sting and Music by Sting, Dominic Miller He deals the cards As a meditation, And those he plays Never suspect. He doesn’t play for the money he wins, He don’t play for respect. He deals the cards To find the answer, The sacred geometry Of chance, The hidden law of a probable outcome, The numbers lead a dance. Chorus: I know that the spades Are the swords of a soldier. I know that the clubs Are weapons of war. I know that diamonds Mean money for this art,
Letra y música de Sebastián Andersen, Valentín Andersen, Máximo Andersen y Santiago Andersen Puede ser que a veces me duele, Todo me avanza, todo me puede; Y otras ando tan indiferente, A mil distancia de toda gente. Tengo una muralla de ladrillos, Rotos espejos, quemados brillos. También tengo el corazón abierto; Por eso canto o me reviento. Siento que la sangre corre fuerte, Va galopando, roja serpiente, Late como late la cintura De tu soltura, rozando alturas.
Lyrics and music by Mitsuki Francis Laycock Toss your dirty shoes in my Washing machine heart. Baby, bang it up inside. I’m not wearing my usual lipstick. I thought maybe We would kiss tonight. Baby, will you kiss me already and Toss your dirty shoes in my Washing machine heart? Baby, bang it up inside. Baby, though I’ve closed my eyes, I know who you pretend I am. I know who you pretend I am. But do mi ti, Why not me? Why not me? Do mi ti, Why not me? Why not me?
Lyrics and music by Kevin Parker I had to tell ya, it’s now or never. So much for closure; I lost composure. I get the message; I learned my lesson. Tried to correct it; I think I wrecked it. Man, it’s a crisis; I’m never like this. That’s how my life is; You couldn’t write this. Chorus: I’m a loser, babe. Do you wanna tear my heart out? I’m a tragedy Trying to figure This whole mess out. I’m out of favour; my worst behavior. I get the message; I
Letra y música de Sebastián Obando Giraldo, Fernando Tobón y Andrés Munera Recuerdo aquel día Como si fuera hoy. No hay nada como ella Y siquiera me encontró. Recuerdo todavía La vez que la besé. Fue mi primer amor Y ahora escribo Su canción. Hay algo más, Inexplicable como su mirada, Inigualable como la manera En que me cela Y trata de disimular Que no está mal. Estribillo: Voy a cuidarte por las noches, Voy a amarte sin reproches, Te voy a extrañar En la
Lyrics and Music by Kurt Cobain, Krist Novoselic, Dave Grohl Load up on guns, bring your friends. It’s fun to lose and to pretend. She’s over-bored and self-assured. Oh, no, I know a dirty word. Hello, hello, hello, how low? Hello, hello, hello, how low? Hello, hello, hello, how low? Hello, hello, hello. Chorus: With the lights out, It’s less dangerous. Here we are now, entertain us. I feel stupid and contagious. Here we are now, entertain us. A mulatto, an
Lyrics an Music by Zach Bryan It’ll be fine by dusk light, I’m telling you, baby. These things eat at your bones And drive your young mind crazy. But when you place your head Between my collar and jaw, I don’t know much, But there’s no weight at all. And I’m damned if I do And I’m damned if I don’t, ‘Cause if I say I miss you, I know that you won’t. But I miss you in the mornings When I see the sun, Something in the orange Tells me we’re not done.
Lyrics and Music by Andrew Hozier-Byrne My lover’s got humour, She’s the giggle at a funeral, Knows everybody’s disapproval, I should’ve worshipped her sooner. If the heavens ever did speak, She’s the last true mouthpiece. Every Sunday’s getting more bleak, A fresh poison each week. “We were born sick.” You heard them say it. My church offers no absolutes. She tells me, “Worship in the bedroom.” The only heaven I’ll be sent to Is when I’m alone with
Lyrics and Music by George Michael, Andrew Ridgeley Wham! feat. George Michael I feel so unsure As I take your hand And lead you to the dance floor. As the music dies Something in your eyes Calls to mind a silver screen And you’re its sad goodbye. Chorus: I’m never gonna dance again, Guilty feet have got no rhythm. Though it’s easy to pretend, I know you’re not a fool. I should have known better Than to cheat a friend, And waste a chance That I’ve been
Traditional Folk Song There is a house in New Orleans, They call the Rising Sun. And it’s been the ruin of many a poor boy, And, God, I know I’m one. My mother was a tailor, She sewed my new blue jeans. My father was a gambling man Down in New Orleans. Now, the only thing a gambler needs Is a suitcase and a trunk. And the only time he’s satisfied Is when he’s on a drunk. Oh, mother, tell your children Not to do what I have done. Spend your lives in sin and
