Sahara Hotnights şarkı sözleri

Baby we're bored and bad luck is coming our wayWe're the last of our kind with a last chance slipping awayThey said it was a big disasterI heard on the telephoneYou called me the morning afterto ask me where our plan went wrongHey, we're too good to go along my friendMind over matter againWe're too young to get old like themWe can't make it better againWe can't make it better againNo we can't make it better againAnd when it's all over just leave me to my own deviceI should have known when to stop listening to your bad adviceThey said it was a big disasterI heard it on the telephoneYou called me the morning afterto tell me where our plan went wrongOh baby we're bored and bad luck is coming our wayNow that we know what's to comewho's gonna keep us awake?

Sanatçının Fotoğrafı

Sahara Hotnights