The Tea Party - Sun Going Down paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Sun Going Down - The Tea Party




I woke up this morning, someone was knocking at my door
I woke up this morning, someone was knocking at my door
And I said hello sweet Satan, I believe it's time to go
Thirteenth apostle knocking at my door
Telling me that I can't play with you no more
I guess the wages of sin now, couldn't buy my meals
Screaming out your name baby, how does that feel
Feeling through the out door, all throughout the night
Waiting for the doctor to come and make me right
Fading from the bedside, I've lost all appeal
To stay with you baby
Baby how does that, baby how does that feel?
Sun's going down
Sun's going down
Sun's going down
Sun's going down
Oh, go down
Sing throughout the streets babe
And you sing throughout the night
You go and tell the people, people, my soul is aflight
I guess the wages of sin now, yeah they couldn't buy my meals
I'm screaming out your name baby, how does that feel?
It feels good
Thirteenth apostle knocking at my door
Telling me that I can't, I can't play with you no more
I guess the wages of sin now, yeah they couldn't buy my meals
I'm screaming out your name girl, baby how does that
Now honey how does that feel?
Sun's going down
Sun's going down
Oh, oh, oh yeah
Sun's going down
Sun's going down
Oh, come on baby
Sun's going down
Sun's going down
Going down, you go down
Woo, baby, come on in my kitchen
Come on in my room
Looked at the heavens above
And I said a little prayer
As if the heavens above
Would even care
Looked at the heavens above
And I said a little prayer
As if the heavens above
Would even care, care
I said Jesus, would you meet me in the middle of the air?
I think my wings are falling below, Jesus, I need another pair
Jesus, would you meet me in the middle of the air?
I think my wings are falling below, I need another pair
St. Peter at the gates of heaven, baby won't you let me in, let me in
St. Peter at the gates of heaven, honey won't you let me in, let me in
St. Peter at the gates of heaven, baby won't you let me in, let me in
I said now Peter, listen Peter, come on Peter
Would you let me in!
Right now!
Right now!
Come on, come on, come on!
I said sun was going down
Sun was going down
Sun was going down
It's going down
It's going down
It's going down
I said it's going, it's going, it's going, it's going yeah
Come on, come on, alright!
Alright! Alright!
And the sun was going down!



Writer(s): Jeffrey Scott Martin, Stuart Chatwood, Jeffrey John Burrows


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