dead to swing your tyre tricks Wanna get out in here you're bred dead quick For the outside The small black flowers that grow in the sky They drag sticks
work at midnight, at the Donut Town down on Main St. And the big trucks roll by They shake the ground like thunder But there's nothing flashing under The Main Street sky
dead to swing your tyre tricks Wanna get out here you're bred dead quick For the outside, The small black flowers that grow in the sky They drag
live up in the sky Wanna live up in the sky (2x) Up in the sky Up in the sky, you can fly You will make it if you try In the sky you are far away Up
Translation: Manic Street Preachers. Small Black Flowers That Grow In The Sky.
Translation: Reach The Sky. The Crowded Streets Of Boston.
pray and pray So fight fight cause you're fighting for your life Somebody call a medic she just went automatic Hands up like you're reaching for the sky
own dead to swing your tyre tricks Wanna get out here you're bred dead quick For the outside, The small black flowers that grow in the sky They drag
you lash out and want it back, hating this world. this life's not, it's not going to wait. is your mind made up? why would you blame everyone else when
I'm never scared I'm tired of the cloudy days I'm wishing for the sun You would've thought I was sterile But I made it to the sky where angel asses erect
down I'm gonna touch the sky Oh, can't tell me nothing now Baby, I know how to fly Oh, can't nothing hold me down I'm gonna touch the sky Can't nothing
casablanca Casablanca I'll wait forever Casablanca until I die Casablanca we'll be together Underneath the blue moroccan sky The wind is blowing, the streets
nobody knows, knows Baby, we can stay fly like a G6 Shop the streets of Tokyo, get you fly kicks Girl you always on my mind, got my head up in the sky
