Tên đầy đủ: Waterboys, The
Where will i wander and wonder Nobody knows But wherever i'm a-going i'll go In search of a rose Whatever the will of the weather......
Of my body england is the spine The backbone and the trunk My shoulders span the mighty tyne London sprawls across my rump Cornwall my......
King electric, motor on The king is dead, the king is gone The king is in us, let his song Play on! King electric, motor......
I'm learning to love him To love and forgive I'm learning to trust him To let the man live I'm learning to see him To......
I'm a rolling stone All alone and lost For a life of sin I have paid the cost When i pass by All the people......
Will you take me slowly Will you lead me all the way Will you sing me your songs Until i am ready for The love......
Martin decent came to play, came to play, came to play On a bright and winter's day Turned his coat in the morning Martin decent......
Mother cluny Rock me in your womb Mother cluny Rock me in your womb Take the fear And pain i feel Turn 'em into Tears......
Man looks up on a yellow sky And the rain turns to rust in his eye Rumours of his health are lies Old england is......
It's not personal You didn't let me down at all No, it's not personal It's how the world goes 'round, is all I've got some......
Is she conscious Is she really wide awake? Is she conscious Of her beaatiful mistake? Is she conscious As she moves among the crowd? She's......
I'm working out my karma I'm gonna get myself in line I'm working out my karma (i'm gonna get myself in line/ Ain't wasting no......
Once upon a time, a time, a time, a time, a time, a time I lived here Once upon a time, a time, a time,......
Exploitation is alive on the streets I'll probably just stay in my room Everything i ever believed in hangs Limp like a burst balloon Christmas......
(wb yeats) Behold the flashing waters A cloven dancing jet, That from the milk-white marble For ever foam and fret; Far off in drowsy valleys......
I am walking in the last rays of the setting sun. Whistling a hangman's tune with head held high swinging my gun. I say this......
Fields sing a winter song Jack frost is here again Dressed in a cape of the blackest black silk Looking for his oldest old friend......
(bob dylan) There's nothing 'round here i believe in 'cept you, yeah you And there's nothing to me that's sacred 'cept you, yeah you You're......
Ruthy is an artist, she's got oceans in her head Doctor says you really shouldn't leave her alone She throws her books -- all scattered......
So you crahed the plane And there's hell to pay I'm making it plain I love you anyway You made a fool Out of me......