The Stone Roses

Begging You - The Stone Roses I'm begging you I'm begging you I'm begging you Begging you begging you The fly on the coachwheel told me that he got it And he knew what to do with it Everybody saw it saw the dust that he made King bee in a frenzy read

Soak me to my skin Will you drown me in your sea Submission ends and I begin Choke me smoke the air In this citrus sucking sunshine I don't care you're not all there Every backbone and heart you break Will still come back for more Submission ends it

You know it You show it And the time has come To shoot you down What a sound When the day is done And it all works out I'd love to do it and you know you've always had it coming You know it You show it And the time has come To shoot you down What a s

Your knuckles whiten on the wheel The last thing that your hands will feel Your final flight can't be delayed No land just sky it's so serene Your pink fat lips let go a scream You fry and melt I love the scene Sometimes I fantasize When the streets

And there goes the fool You see that burnt out world that he is living in I don't need to look for the rules Chained to a ten ton plough He'll never make that hill in a million years Whip crack beating down He loves his brother but he'd sell him for

[ti:Fools Gold] [ar:The Stone Roses] [al:Turns Into Stone] [by:] [offset:0] [00:01.14]Fools Gold - The Stone Roses [00:31.99]The gold road's long sure roada [00:34.35] [00:36.11]Winds on through the hills for fifteen days [00:40.12] [00:49.10]The pac

The gold road's sure a long road Winds on through the hills for fifteen days The pack on my back is achin' The straps seem to cut me like a knife The gold road's sure a long road Winds on through the hills for fifteen days The pack on my back is achi

I'm standing on a hilltop A hundred miles from home I can see the light surrounds me I want you to show me round I'm standing here I really don't think you could know That I'm in heaven when you smile I'm drifting through the city I'm swinging from a

The gold road's sure a long road Winds on through the hills for fifteen days The pack on my back is aching The straps seem to cut me like a knife The gold road's sure a long road Winds on through the hills for fifteen days The pack on my back is achi

I don't have to sell my soul he's already in me I don't need to sell my soul he's already in me I wanna be adored I wanna be adored I don't have to sell my soul he's already in me I don't need to sell my soul he's already in me I wanna be adored I wa

Don't stop, isn't it funny how you shine? Don't stop, isn't it funny how you shine? Here the sea spray give I was with her We're under the ship so get me over Now that was me, listen Now she fishes now, listen There was no one out there we used There

something burning - the stone roses don't count your chickens cause they're never gonna hatch you can't catch a monkey with a shotgun and a sack cause you're too dumb, baby you can't see the wood for the trees cause you're too slow, baby you just cou

This is the daybreak And this is the love we make For love is the law here You got to know how I love it, yeah It's more than a mover You know it takes all fast, all song Stone cold wild Bring the love in Son, brother, man, true nature child I think

Your star will shine again one day Through deep blue velvet skies Shine for all the world to see The universe in your eyes When the storm outside is raging And the dogs they howl your name Lay down and sleep , i'll kiss you You're star will shine. na

Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned I'll tell you my story man, I wish I'd never been born I'm loose at the seams, I've broken my dreams And my hand, it shakes the pen Come on, come on now, baby, let the good times roll again, yeah Where did our s

Bones of an impressive romance Scattered all across the sands A secret safe with all the world Too vain to seem so capable Can you hear it calling Do you feel warmer As the hired hand's exposed How can a pretty painted shell Send them all packing off

Instrumental 专辑:Love Spreads 歌手:The Stone Roses 歌曲:Breakout

The gold road's sure a long road Winds on through the hills for fifteen days The pack on my back is aching The straps seem to cut me like a knife The gold road's sure a long road Winds on through the hills for fifteen days The pack on my back is achi

I've seen your severed head at a banquet for the dead All dressed up dinner, looked so fine Your shining silver salver so tastefully powdered With the finest military quick lime Now try and picture this, as I gave you a kiss The apple in your mouth s

The gold road's sure a long road Winds on through the hills for fifteen days The pack on my back is aching The straps seem to cut me like a knife The gold road's sure a long road Winds on through the hills for fifteen days The pack on my back is achi