paroles de chanson Song for a Drummer - Team Me

Every single detour might just the be one
Every single tumbledown might just get you out of town
Chocking on the same tears for years and years
Get your ass over to the city little silly

Get your ass over to the city little silly
I just wanna see you clap your hands
I just wanna see you dance
Away the shame and the shyness and the pain
Let's walk around like idiots singing in the rain

Oh, it's easy for me to say
I comb my hair on a Friday night
Before I go to meet the lions outside
It's such a drag but I got a bag of you know what
Wanna change this chamber of echoes into
Some kind of church where I don't have to pretend
I'm in a rocket, I'm going up
Not coming down until tomorrow

Every little glitch in your machinery of daydreams
Might just lead you to some kind of core
That you've been looking for
Still choking on the same old tears
From the same old ocean
Na-na-na-na-na-na

Get your ass over to the city little silly
I just wanna see you clap your hands
I just wanna see you dance
Away the shame and the shyness and the pain
Let's walk around like idiots singing in the rain

Oh, it's easy for me to say
I comb my hair on a Friday night
Before I go to meet the lions outside
It's such a drag but I got a bag of you know what
Wanna change this chamber of echoes into
Some kind of church where I don't have to pretend
I'm in a rocket, I'm going up
Not coming down until tomorrow

(We have ignited)

Ooh-na
Na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na

Wanna change this chamber of echoes into
Some kind of church where I don't have to pretend
I'm in a rocket, I'm going up
Not coming down until tomorrow