You take it easy, you have your reasons Sometimes it eats you inside, it feels like treason You give it right back then they just can't take it You mind
I've got to go but what a prize to give Package deal to the sun, everything is inclusive Where bullet holes scar the minarets Smoke on the horizon a beautiful
confirm Get me out of here Leave the boredom behind Wanna see those bright lights Get this thing in gear, yeah So we'll ride in my car Follow the star
Hung around here long enough I've seen the smooth but only caught the rough I've got no reason, ooh no, I got no reason Disco on the radio, I ain't got
It started off all right, we'd go out Friday night And have a drink and do whatever made us feel alright We'd stay out all weekend, try takin' everythin
to the gallery I'm gonna get my face On the 6 o'clock news We're the stars of CCTV Making movies out on the street We're the stars of CCTV Can't you
Baby, baby, I think it's time we move on now Baby, baby, I think it's time we move on now Lookin' out my bedroom window See the planes take off from
Let me tell you how I've been I've been hiding from my friends Hiding from the world Hiding from myself You think you'll come round here Start singing
Oh, I've been working a week, I'm tired Yeah, I've been working a week and I'm Just living for the weekend Hey hey, got some money I just got paid Got
feet Hard to beat, hard to beat, hard to beat Goodness No, I've never known a night like this can't believe it You're so hard to beat, hard to beat
Go to a cash machine To get a ticket home A message on the screen Says, ?Don't make plans, you're broke? No, no, this can't be right I know that time
Fordítás: HARD-FI. Csillag a CCTV.
to the gallery I'm gonna get my face on the 6 'o' clock news We're the stars of CCTV Making movies out on the street We're the stars of CCTV Can't you
Go to a cash machine To get a ticket home A message on the screen Says don't make plans, you're broke No, no this can't be right I know that time is
It started off alright We'd go out Friday night And have a drink and do whatever made us feel alright We'd stay out all weekend Try taking everything
Hung around here long enough I've seen the smooth, but only caught the rough I've got no reason Ooh no, I got no reason. Disco on the radio I ain't got
my feet Hard to beat Hard to beat Hard to beat Goodness No, I've never known a night like this Can't believe it, you're so hard to beat Hard to beat
Let me tell you how I've been: I've been hiding from my friends, hiding from the world, hiding from myself. You think you'll come round here, start singing
