Well I'm sitting alone
with my guitar slidly out of tune
and it's a lovely night in June.
And I try to write a song
With a happy slomo melody
like I have tried so many times before
But I can't really tell you, what is wrong
but all that comes out is another sad song
maybe it's because I slept too long
and nobody called me on the phone.
Maybe I should hit town, have some fun
to smalltalking drink to the morning sun
maybe I should buy a brandnew dress
or learn up a usefull game like chess.
No I can't really tell you,
what is wrong
but all that comes out is another sad song
maybe it's because I slept too long
and nobody called me at the phone
Maybe I should hit town have some fun
to smalltalking drink to the morning sun
maybe I should buy a brandnew dress
or learn up a usefull game like chess.
Another lonely night, turns to day
with another hair of mine, turning grey
No I can't really tell you
just what is wrong, my dear,
but still what comes out is
another sad song.
Bandits - Blinded Lyrics
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Well I'm sitting alone
with my guitar slidly out of tune
and it's a lovely night in June.
And I try to write a song
With a happy slomo melody
like I have tried so many times before
But I can't really tell you, what is wrong
but all that comes out is another sad song
maybe it's because I slept too long
and nobody called me on the phone.
Maybe I should hit town, have some fun
to smalltalking drink to the morning sun
maybe I should buy a brandnew dress
or learn up a usefull game like chess.
No I can't really tell you,
what is wrong
but all that comes out is another sad song
maybe it's because I slept too long
and nobody called me at the phone
Maybe I should hit town have some fun
to smalltalking drink to the morning sun
maybe I should buy a brandnew dress
or learn up a usefull game like chess.
Another lonely night, turns to day
with another hair of mine, turning grey
No I can't really tell you
just what is wrong, my dear,
but still what comes out is
another sad song.
with my guitar slidly out of tune
and it's a lovely night in June.
And I try to write a song
With a happy slomo melody
like I have tried so many times before
But I can't really tell you, what is wrong
but all that comes out is another sad song
maybe it's because I slept too long
and nobody called me on the phone.
Maybe I should hit town, have some fun
to smalltalking drink to the morning sun
maybe I should buy a brandnew dress
or learn up a usefull game like chess.
No I can't really tell you,
what is wrong
but all that comes out is another sad song
maybe it's because I slept too long
and nobody called me at the phone
Maybe I should hit town have some fun
to smalltalking drink to the morning sun
maybe I should buy a brandnew dress
or learn up a usefull game like chess.
Another lonely night, turns to day
with another hair of mine, turning grey
No I can't really tell you
just what is wrong, my dear,
but still what comes out is
another sad song.