Lyrics:
Flocking to the sea
Crowds of people wait for me
Sea gulls scavenge
Steal ice cream
Worries vanish
Within my dream
I left my soul there
Down
Dette her er gull ikke kobber mann
To underdogs rett ut av kennel'n
Når de hører denne så vil gatene få benner'n
Når de hører denne så vil tispene bli
it when they get the bill
For we wrote the story of the old brigades
We know the glory of yesterday's parades
We'll sell Old Blighty yard by yard
what's left behind
And what's to come in the same introduction of a king
Just know everything coming can only give birth to the principle that by any means
Well, we're good old boys, we come from the North Shore
Drinkers and carousers the likes you've never seen
And this night, by God! We drank till
Earth, stream, and tree encircled by sea
Waves sweep the sand from my island
My sunsets fade
Field and glade wait only for rain
Grain after
that everything just gets lost in there
And if it never comes out,? that?s ok by me..
And on other side, ???..at the top there may light at the end
taking human life
Clouds go by children run
Gulls do nosedives in the sun
Water falling from a spout
into wanting thirsty mouths
Black sun came
of death
Down by the seaside
See the flocks of gulls
Living off our waste
And the lonely children
Moving on in haste
'Cos the air is thick
And it's hard
rivers moving with fire
And song, barges, houseboats
Pushed by drifting poles
Of waiting without wanting
In Turkey they face the East
On their carpets
in the distance
Down by the sea gull dreaming
The boys are all gathered
For the singing and dancing
The old man is singing
And the sound
crabs crawling
Sea gulls calling
That old lady got a bag of shells she's hauling
Down by the singing sea
Down by the singing sea
While you're sleeping
I
Well, we're good old boys, we come from the North Shore
Drinkers and carousers the likes you've never seen
And this night, by God! We drank till
been black, ain't no hope in here
And we been let down by who's supposed to care
Me and Steven, gull wings, see those is rare
Ain't no Tonys in my
motherfucking Gorgeous
As the gull wing doors lift
Karate Kid, crane kick, no Jaden Smith
Whiter than that coke brush that they paint me with
Sunk leather seats
crying still.
While all the police cars harmonize with power drills.
As jets and kettles form a chord with screeching gulls.
Accompanied by
Den tunge tiden e forbi
Og for et eventyr det ska bli
når vi reiser til Oslo og Ullevål
Ja vi ska ta gull og skåre mange mål
Det har gått noen år
Open the gate to the red land
Alcan road, by the turquoise lake
Starry skies, a mushroom cloud
Folding waves, in a foamy tide
Washing in beds,
taking human life
Clouds go by children run
Gulls do nosedives in the sun
Water falling from a spout
Into wanting thirsty mouths
Black sun came
Ring meg når du skal til stranda
Vi skal gjøre alt i sommer
Så la oss prate som om regninga aldri kommer
oh baby
Dra på by'n og bruk opp en mill.
for
did have feelings for him
Somehow
Some of the pages stick together
They haven't been touched in years
They are worse for weather
They are stained by
Waiting by myself with no one by my side
While all my enemies fall victim to the tide
Of loneliness and lies
Happily entertained by pictures in my
Babaluci
by: Lou Monte
(spoken)
When I was a little boy, my mother used
to take me for walks along the beach.
And I remember the first time I saw
side
The technology that you're imprisoned by
I'd like to see you corrected
I'd like to see you destroyed
What is not believed in
I'm glad to be
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