Oversættelse: Rom, Aleesha. Grand Pu.
Oversættelse: Grand Puba. Grand Pu.
[singing w/ ad libs x6] Ooooooooooh-oooooh... It's Grand Puuuuuuuu... [Grand Puba over singing] Uh... Yeah... Grand Puba... Uh... We bout to put it
My life is such a waste Begging on something to work this time But why can't I relate? Feeling all like who is scared? What's mine Holding on to
Doctor I haven't been able to paint For two weeks now and I'm feeling faint Is there anything I can do? Is there anything you can do? I try and concentrate
Do you always clean your medals on a wet weekend? And polish all your military ornaments? I bet you tell romantic stories about the war You never explained
Games for boys Society teaches you a new game each day Games for boys Games your mother wouldn't like you to play Action man for the little boy A bow
I'm looking down on London But there's little I can see Cos I'm living so high up And it looks so small to me And I'm feeling so frustrated Cos the lifts
I want to wear the finest shoes My credit card can buy I want to eat the finest food And drink the finest wine I want the world to stop and stare Whenever
It's yours to take It's all for free It's yours to take It's all for free It's yours to take Would you like to come with me On a psychedelic holiday?
In the past I always tried But I never got amongst the glittering prizes I put it down to confidence Or something trendy like an emotional complex But
Emily cries in her bedroom at night Dreams in her sleep of the boy that she loves Letters he sent will she treasure before Scattered in pieces on her
I believe in what I see You believe what you want to believe But you're the one who's got more need So don't bother lighting a candle for me Faith in
Every afternoon in the staff canteen Just another teenage girl with teenage girl dreams In the world of Pauline Lewis Everything is fantasy It's easy
The girls all dressed like Kathy McGowan Wearing make up by Mary Quant The boys all dressed in velvet hipsters Pointed shoes, high bouffants There's
So frightened, so worried So cold and it's raining My naive illusions Distraught by confusion You're laughing, I'm crying Outside it's still raining Graveyard
en el siglo 21, Bien algarete este mundo, Los niños son como adultos, Cualquiera es dueño de un punto, Ya nadie brega los puños, Solo
un escarseo Looney, no amares fuego, que se sienta el sopleteo Me crie en Villa Palmera A puño suelto y cambumbeo De grande aprendi que la vida