Lyrics:
Crowder
For everyone who is a doubter
Remember Thomas saw His hands
Let's start finding the lost sheep
And not stress 'bout making bands
BUM
I am just
Procházim se ulicí v novejch hadrech
Na sobě Stone Island, APC, Acne
Košťata čumí jestli to myslim vážně
Nakonec by chtěli mít to co máme
Myslí že
A man lives at the corner of the street
And his neighbors think he's helpful and he's sweet
'Cause he never swears and he always shakes you by
She all on me now you can see her man a bum
She all on me now you can see her man a bum
They asked me why am I breaking all these hearts
Cold from
It started rainin'
But we both were insane
An' we kept right . . . on dancin'
We looked a sight
By the traffic light
But we . . . kept
bums
[Mr. Hyde]
I'm just a piece of shit bum stinkin wretched and foul
When I stumble by you'll have to hold your breath for a while
I can hear my
bums
[Mr. Hyde]
I'm just a piece of shit bum stinkin wretched and foul
When I stumble by you'll have to hold your breath for a while
I can hear my
biddy bum.
If I were a wealthy man.
I wouldn't have to work hard.
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
If I were a biddy biddy rich,
a movie
The life that we said
Might think of the heart
And you're what it said
Love scenes, ooh ooh that was yesterday
You weren't thinkin' 'bout today
the letters yeah, I'll learn to keep it down
'Cause to lift the weight you anchored to my ankles
I gotta call it by its name
And float away
Bum bum bum
Bum ba
are migratory?
ARTHUR: Not at all, they could be carried.
GUARD #1: What -- a swallow carrying a coconut?
ARTHUR: It could grip it by the husk!
GUARD
on the
guitar. He wrote it all by himself. O.K., Stevie, bring your three friends
up, they can play with you. That Seve Vai, what a nice little boy. {I wrote
Jau, slávy šlágrům asi by málo zbylo
Dyby-bum-bum-bum-end-d-d-d-bum
Hej, mistře basů a navíc denně začnu dřít
D-d-d-d-bum
Tak ne, jenom, bam-bam-bam
my guitar
She played it and that was the start
She danced like a wanted angel
She danced to the beat of my heart
Woo-oo-oo woo-oo-oo
of memories, a poetic duel,
Words juggle in my thoughts, a linguistic fuel.
Bum bum clap, the beat of a resilient heart,
In the lyrical battle, where emotions
prawdziwa Pani
Bum tarara bum barman leje rum
Znów się będzie działo znowu nocy mało
Bum tarara bum zrobimy niezły szum
Znów się będzie działo pokażesz mi
przed Tobą klęknę
Dotykać chcę Twych stóp
By całą Ciebie czuć
Bum tarara jest we mnie jeszcze para
Tylko bum tarara ja z Tobą tańczyć chcę
Bum tarara
I wanna take you out at night
We'll jump over bums at night
We'll stare at the stars at night
We'll kill vampires at night!
I wanna take you out
I wanna take you out at night
We'll jump over bums at night
We'll stare at the stars at night
We'll kill vampires at night!
I wanna take you out
to
Jak to bere životy
Špinavý město
Na zemi špína
A když jsem v moodu
Tak občas zapomínám
Co jsem slíbil
V životě další pole stírám
Chtěl by jsi přede mě
Naked at the club, and when I'm drinking 'til I drop
And when I'm riding on the bus, I'm thinking about a tipsy bum
When I'm naked at the club,
please let me back in your heart
Oh, darlin', I was blind to let you go (let you go, baby)
But now since I see you in his arms, uh-huh
Ah, buh bum, bum
in despair
In the air
Then I see
The
Bum by the bridge
And the cricket by the tree
Sing a song without the words
With the echo of the breeze
biddy bum.
If I were a wealthy man.
I wouldn't have to work hard.
Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.
If I were a biddy biddy rich,
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