Tên đầy đủ: Morcheeba
Things of change, this time around, I'm on rocks I'm looking down, And I can see the whole the darkness 'round here. You're in spain......
Three months in here Can't catch the tears Time never lands Our love is all that stands now Streets feel strange And longer lives can......
Skye : Locked in a cell for your very last breath How can it be that, This is your death Something is stirring, way underneath......
I have enough of all this tension Don't you know I'm worried sick Now i'm in the right dimension No escape who does the trick......
Sometimes I get up feeling good but greed gets me down, I try to think about the highs, the freedom we've found, When the business......
Battle cries We make the swift retreat Paradise It don't come cheap Square up to fight Like dynamite The flight is young We're getting deep......
All this fuss a lil more (more Morcheeba) Props from here to singapore (Morcheeba) All this fuss a lil more (Morcheeba) Props from here to......
And so the end begins As thunder rumbles in Odds are stacked against us Fat chances now seem slim Get along Get acquainted Get along......
Who can you trust when you need to? Why do we rust when we heed you? Crashing back down to earth I've found We can......
I think I slipped the net, But I cut myself free, I'm not losing yet, So don't forget me. I'll say it, we play it,......
Too much of a good thing Has really burnt me out I'm sick of satisfaction And living in a drought Just be yourself Anyway that......
Things of change, this time around, I'm on rocks I'm looking down, And I can see the whole the darkness 'round here. You're in spain......
Skye Roll out the fabric(?) carpet So I can walk Hook up those microphones So I can talk Can be the mayor of the city......
You got a rocket in your pocket Why can you just let me be Have you no eyes in your sockets Or are you just......
They wanted me here Just to show you my face But when it comes to the crunch I just hide in disgrace You're calling me......
Nosaj the Great : Trapped in the skies What am I to do Brothers from another planet Ya know the truth Papa was a Rolling......
We always have a choice Or at least I think we do We can always use our voice I thought this to be true We......
Howling, how long, Sounding, so calm, Pounding, so strong, Founding, so wrong. Howling (howling), How long (how long). Strolling, so long, Lolling, some song, Firing,......
Skye Hey, musicman just play something cool We love the sunshine to dance by the pool Down with the crew known to pump up the......
Waking to these sounds again I wonder how I'll sleep Passing out is taking off into the stubborn deep I'd like to meet a human......