Morrissey - Alma matters

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So
The choice I have made
May seem strange to you
But who asked you, anyway?
It s my life
To wreck
My own way

You see
To someone
Somewhere
Oh yeah
Alma matters in mind
Body and soul
In part and in hole

Because to someone
Somewhere
Oh yeah
Alma matters in mind
Body and soul
In part and in hole

So, the life I have made
May seem wrong to you
But I ve never been surer
It s my life
To ruin
My own way

You see
To someone
Somewhere
Oh yeah
Alma matters in mind
Body and soul
In part and in hole

Because to someone
Somewhere
Oh yeah
Alma matters in mind
Body and soul
In part and in hole

To someone
Somewhere
Oh yeah
Alma matters in mind
Body and soul
In part and in hole
So to someone
Somewhere
Oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah...

Inne utwory

  • Asian rut
  • Born to hang
  • Glamorous glue
  • Oh phoney
  • Human being
  • To me you are a work of art
  • This is not your country
  • My love life
  • Lost
  • There speaks a true friend
  • Tomorrow
  • The more you ignore me, the closer i get
  • Journalists who lie
  • Best friend on the payroll
  • You have killed me

    • Losowe utwory

    Il a modras

    Znanje
    Surovina za motor
    Je kodirano a klik ustvari kaos in teror
    Bizar
    Je postal obligator
    A ne loèi kaj je pizda in kaj umazana gospa

    Rafal
    Del vsake ulice
    Del ubite kritike
    Cilja da podre

    Vedno bolj umira modra zibelka
    Vedno bolj umira nam razum
    Kaj jim bomo rekli ko pridejo po nas
    Je ta minuta ¾e bila

    Morje
    Je oèitno ¾alostno
    Nakopièilo je solze...

    Insane

    I can give you a fight
    when no one s to blame
    you can give me the light
    and not go insane
    let the bliss die with doves
    let a fiss fight clean blood

    You can be there too late
    they won...

    Oh phoney

    May this lovely letter
    reach its destination
    if only
    Question one is why do you
    pretend that you like me?
    Oh Phoney
    See how the outside
    contradicts what s inside
    oooooh ooh

    Who can make Hitler
    seem like a bus conductor?
    You do, oh Phoney you do

    You sing a...

    Oh Danny boy

    Oh, Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling, from glen to glen and down the mountains side.
    The summer´s gone and all the leafs are falling, it´s you, it´s you, must go and i must hide.

    But come me back, when Summer´s in the meadows, oh, when the valleys hushred and...

    Augen zu

    Bin ich stark
    Bin ich schwach
    Hab ich Mut
    bin ich frei
    Gibst mir nichts an das ich glaub

    Bin ich dein
    Bist du mein
    Fühlst du auch
    Unsre Zeit läuft langsam aus

    Sag mir wie´s um uns steht...