Once in a blue moon Somethin' good comes along Once in a blue moon Every thing's not goin' wrong When you get weary Beatin' on the same old gong Once
to worry Everything's gonna be all right There's only two kinds of truth Baby, let's get it straight from the start There's only two kinds of truth Let's
long white table She was so cold and so cool and so fair Let her go, let her go, God bless her Wherever she might be Lord, you can search this whole Search this
Oh, fame They've taken everything and twisted it Oh, fame they say You never could have resisted it What's in a name And everybody's jaded by fame Oh
seems to understand what's up, what's up What's up, so called friends come and go and things Just don't add up, trying to make my way through All this
they call me a celebrity, that does not make it true 'Cos I don't believe in the myth people, so why should you? Jazz, blues an' funk, that's not rock 'n roll Folk with
We met, deep down in Somerset A time I can't forget When we were sippin' cider in the shade Oh, the sun was setting in the West You looked your very
in June When the flowers are in bloom And the sky is so blue Well, there's so many things taking place That it's hard to keep up with it all Keep your
What's wrong with this picture? There's something I'm not seein' here What's wrong with this picture? Something's not exactly clear What's wrong with
when you're traveling hard But you can even be lonely, standing in your own backyard Nobody knows the existential dread Of the things that go on inside someone else's
whinin' boy moan Let the whinin' boy moan If you don't know how to do it yourself Well, he gonna sing and play for you Check what he's s'pposed to do
's gonna poison your mind You gotta stop drinking that old wine, sonny boy You drink champagne it's gonna be better for you You drink champagne it's
that doesn't necessarily mean that There's something wrong with you There's just too many myths Baby, I'm just trying to stay in the game There's far
(Van Morrison) What's wrong with this picture? There's something I'm not seeing here What's wrong with this picture? Something that's not exactly clear
Fordítás: Van Morrison. Mi a baj ezzel a képpel?.
boy moan Let the whinin boy moan If you don't know how to do it yourself Well he gonna sing and play for you Exactly what he's s'pposed to do Let the
June When the flowers are in bloom And the sky is so blue Well there's so many things Taking place That it's hard to keep up with it all Keep your eye