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Get On Back
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Rock
Get On Back è stato pubblicato il 9 giugno 2004 da Wild Kingdom come parte dell'album Communicate
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Data di uscita9 giugno 2004
EtichettaWild Kingdom
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM193

Video musicale

Video musicale

Testi

There's a note hanging off from the bedpost
Reading west coast is the place that I am going
I want the ocean rather than your cheekbones
I know it's cold but the way it's got to be
There's a note hanging off from the bedpost
Reading west coast is the place that I am going
I want the ocean rather than your cheekbones
I know it's cooold...
In all honest I wish I could change
The four letter word we use to explain ourselves
We start the revolution give me some handcuffs
Some good times and something to laugh at
She's making me a soldier I'm on automatic
On target with nothing to fire back
I'm always ready to fight I'm always ready
To bleed always ready to throw hands for anything
I thought we were a hit waiting to happen and I thought we were the new wave transaction
I can't blame the dj for not playing the song to wipe the crime scene from my chest
I swear this is murder though my pulse is beamed the coroner says I'm not dead
Please tell the dj the suken failer claim is the sort that I have left
We're bursting dramatics turning skin into plastic and clothes into body bags
Could start the revolution [2x]
In all honest I wish I could change
The four letter word we use to explain ourselves
Could start the revolution give me some handcuffs
Some good times and something to laugh at
She's making me a soldier I'm on automatic
On target with nothing to fire back
I'm always ready to fight I'm always ready
To be always ready to throw hands for anything
You are my favorite person in the whole world
Wish I could hate it
You are my favorite person in the whole wide world!
There's a note hanging off from the bedpost
Reading west coast is the place that I'm going
I want the ocean rather than your cheekbones
I know it's cold but the way it's got to be
I thought we were five stars being directed
I thought we were a best seller to be written
I can't blame the dj for not playing the song to wipe the crime scene from my chest
I swear this is murder though my pulse is beamed the coroner says I'm not dead
Please tell the dj the suken failer claim is the sort that I have left
We're bursting dramatics turning skin into plastic and clothes into body bags
You are my favorite person in the whole world
Wish I could hate it
You are my favorite person in the whole wide world!
In all honesty I wish I could change
The four letter word we use to explain ourselves
I want the ocean. I want the ocean
In all honesty I wish I could change
The four letter word we use to explain ourselves
I want the ocean. I want the ocean...
Rather than your cheekbones
Written by: Nicke Andersson
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