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Speed of the Sound of Loneliness Karaoke - Alabama 3

To nagranie jest coverem Speed of the Sound of Loneliness rozsławionym przez Alabama 3

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About

Z wokalem (with or without vocals in the KFN version)

Tempo takie jak w orginale: 87.915 BPM

Tonacja taka jak orginał: G

Czas trwania: 04:49 - Podgląd na stronie: 01:39

EXPLICIT LYRICS

Data wydania: 1997
Genres: Rock , W języku angielskim
Słowa oryginalne: John Prine

Wszystkie dostępne do pobrania pliki to backing tracks, a nie oryginalne utwory.

Tekst Speed of the Sound of Loneliness

Everybody gotta run sometime now
I come home late
I come home early
I come home big when I'm feelin' small
I come home straight
I come home fucked-up
Sometimes I don't come home at all
What in the world has come over me
What in heaven's name have I done
I've broken the speed of the sound of loneliness
I'm out there runnin' just to be on the run
You've got a heart that burns and a fever
You've got a worried and a jealous mind
So how can a love that'll last forever leave me so damn far behind
Tell me now
What in the world has come over me
What in heaven's name have I done
I've broken the speed of the sound of loneliness
Out there runnin' just to be on the run
Wooh
This mighty mean and dreadful sorrow crossed that evil line today
I can't think about tomorrow
Listen
I ain't got a word to say
So tell me now
What in the world has come over me
What in heaven's name have I done
I've broken the speed of the sound of loneliness
Out there runnin' just to be on the run
Just to be on the run
Just to be on the run
Lord above I'm out there runnin' just to be on the run
Oh
Sweet goddamn pretty motherfuckin' country acid house music all night long
Hank Williams on the jukebox
Jack Daniels in your hand
You ain't never goin' home
'Cos D. Wayne Love he owns your soul and the barman owns your coat
Your lady owns your key and the only goddamn thing you own is a guilty conscience
Who give a fuck, lights are low and the ladies are real, real hot
And the whiskey flows like the crystal streams they say flow in heaven
And the choir sings as you sink deeper down
Deep, deep, deeper down
Into the comfort of your own narcolepsy
Narcolepsy
Narcolepsy
Narcolepsy
Narcolepsy
Narcolepsy
Narcolepsy
Narcolepsy

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