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Tekster: Stone Temple Pilots. Thank You. Big Bang Baby.

I got a picture of a photograph
Of a wedding in a shell
It's just a burnin', achin' memory
I never kiss and tell

So turn it up and burn it
There's a hole in your head
There's a hole in your head
Where the birds can't sing along

Does anybody know, how the story really goes?
How the story really goes?
Or should we all just hum along

Sell your soul and sign an autograph
Big bang baby, it's a crash, crash, crash
I wanna die but I gotta laugh
Orange crush mama is a laugh, laugh, laugh

Spin me up, spin me, spin me out
Station, love station send me up and out
Is this what life and love is all about
I think, I think so

We used to see in color
Now it's only black and white
Yea, it's only black and white
Cause the world is color blind

Does anybody know, how the story really goes?
How the story really goes?
Or should we all just hum along

Sell your soul and sign an autograph
Big bang baby, it's a crash, crash, crash
I wanna die but I gotta laugh
Orange crush mama is a laugh, laugh, laugh

Nothing's for free, nothing's for free
Take it away boys
Nothing's for free, nothing's for free
Take it away boys

So turn it up and burn it
There's a hole in your head
There's hole in your head
Where the birds can't sing along

Does anybody know, how the story really goes?
How the story really goes?
Or should we all just hum along

Sell your soul and sign an autograph
Big bang baby, it's a crash, crash, crash
I wanna die but I gotta laugh
Orange crush mama is a laugh, laugh, laugh

Nothing's for free, nothing's for free
Take it away boys
Nothing's for free, nothing's for free
Take it away boys

So turn it up and burn it
There's a hole in your head
A hole in your head
Where the birds can't sing along

Does anybody know, how the story really goes?
The story really goes
Or we all just hum along