Paroles de Satellite

Sex Pistols

pochette album Satellite
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Date de parution : 01/01/2012

Durée : 0:03:58

Style : Rock



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Suburban kid, you got no name
Too dumb, baby and you got no brain
I bet you're all so happy in suburbian dreams
But i'm only laughin' 'cause you ain't in my scheme

Hey babe, i love you, i love you, i love you

I only ever listen when you're on the phone
From your safety, restricted zone home
But when i got nothin' better to do
Then theres always you 'cause you're good for my shoe

Hey babe, i love you, i love you, i love you

You try and join the scene but you're too obscene
Youre lookin' like a big, fat, pink, baked bean
Lookin' like a dirty lavatory
There ain't no bid for your chastity

Hey babe, i love you, i love you, i love you
Im in love, yeah, yeah i'm in love, oh don't you feel that?

You know i don't like where you come from
It's just a satellite of london
But when you look me in the eye
Just remember that i wanna die

Hey babe, i love you, i love you, i love you

(incomprehensible) but i just can't tell
Youre lookin' like you just came outta hell
How did you figure that you'd be any use
When all you're gonna get is my abuse

Hey babe, i love you, i love you, i love you
I'm in love, i'm really in love, oh don't you feel it? i'm in love

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