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Paxofon
Paxofon
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Ernest Parro
Ernest Parro
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Lyrics

Victoria Road, Victoria Road The books are on the table My tailor is rich. The college make me sick And the teacher is a son of a bitch I have bad results, I hate the school It's a hell in my happy life I just wanna play with my friends all day No time for fucking lies No more fear to do what I like Cause, I have no doubt that I'll choose my live Like a rabid dog, I never agree I'm misunderstood, maybe an egoist I don't believe in you or me But you gonna make me cry Did I tell you what you have to do? But you wanna get in my life I don't wanna do. I don't wanna think Maybe I wanna stay like that When I hear the bell I feel so well And the music start to sound No more fear to do what I like Cause, I have no doubt that I'll choose my live Like a rabid dog I never agree I'm misunderstood, maybe an egoist Fly on the city I feel free and strong No matter what with my earphones Victoria Road, Victoria Road The books are on the table I hate their speech, but my clouds are green So I throw everything in a bin I don't wanna do, I don't wanna think Maybe I wanna stay like that When I hear the bell I feel so well And the music start to sound No more fear to do what I like Cause, I have no doubt that I'll choose my live Like a rabid dog, I never agree I'm misunderstood, maybe an egoist Music transports me to another world As a daydreamer, feeling the flow No more fear to do what I like Cause, I have no doubt that I'll choose my live Like a rabid dog. I never agree I'm misunderstood, maybe an egoist
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