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to moonn6pence from shootingstar
Genre Styles; Rock Alternative Pop/ Rock Group Members; Brandon Flowers David Keuning Mark Stoermer Ronnie Vannucci Similar Artists; Clear Static Rock Kills Kid Nightmare of You Cherry Monroe Razorlight The Rapture Snow Patrol The Stills Muse Interpol The Strokes Franz Ferdinand Cities Breaking my back just to know your name Seventeen tracks and I’ve had it with this game I’m breaking my back just to know your name But heaven ain’t close in a place like this Anything goes but don’t blink, you might miss ’Cause heaven ain’t close in a place like this I said heaven ain’t close in a place like this Bring it back down, bring it back down tonight Never thought I’d let a rumour ruin my moonlight Somebody told me you had a boyfriend Who looked like a girlfriend That I had in February of last year It’s not confidential, I’ve got potential Ready let’s roll onto something new Takin’ it’s toll and I’m leaving without you Ready let’s roll onto something new Anything goes but don’t blink, you might miss ’Cause heaven ain’t close in a place like this I said heaven ain’t close in a place like this Bring it back down, bring it back down tonight Never thought I’d let a rumour ruin my moonlight Well, somebody told me you had a boyfriend Who looked like a girlfriend That I had in February of last year It’s not confidential, I’ve got potential a rushin’ a rushin’ around Pace yourself for me I said maybe, baby, please But I just don’t know now When all I wanna do is try Somebody told me you had a boyfriend Who looked like a girlfriend That I had in February of last year It’s not confidential, I’ve got potential a rushin’ a rushin’ around Somebody told me you had a boyfriend Who looked like a girlfriend That I had in February of last year It’s not confidential, I’ve got potential a rushin’ a rushin’ around |
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Michael plays with stars
Soul Sister won't you take a ride in his car Late to call When you wanted to be all Baby don't be so shy Rock children hold your heads up high In the night while I try And tell the ballad of Valentine You got it bad, but you know it's true I caught up with a friend in Dallas We took a trip to New Orleans Those black-eyed ladies Won't say they're sorry We finally caught a train to Memphis Where everybody talks the same Those blue suede babies All know my name And I said hold tight Can't you see it's hurting me But I've got the buzz Like Marlon Brando Michael Valentine, can't we unite? We ended up in North Dakota Although my heart's in Mexico My ... (?) All went to Soho With your new suit, and your black tie Hold on, you're just a gambling man, all proper like I broke to the right and I caught your eye Shut your mouth and wave goodbye Tonight, I ain't gonna let you rain on this parade And I said hold tight Can't you see it's hurting me But I've got the buzz Like Marlon Brando Straight faced with misery tonight And I will not lie when I say I ain't cold no more But I've got the buzz Like Greta Garbo Walking forwards in the sun And I've got a cold tale left to write Well uh oh I know he's gonna be there tonight |
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She's got her halo and wings
Hidden under his eyes But she's an angel for sure She just can't stop telling lies But it's too late for his love Already caught in a trap His angel's kiss was a joke And she is not coming back Because heaven sends and heaven takes Crashing cars in his brain Keep him tied up to a dream And only she can set him free And then he says to me Kill me now, kill me now, kill me now, kill me now Kill me now, kill me now, kill me now, kill me now Yeah she's got a criminal mind He's got a reason to pray His life is under the gun He's got to hold every day Now he just wants to wake up Yeah, just to prove it's a dream Cause she's an angel for sure But that remains to be seen Because heaven sends and heaven takes Crashing cars in his brain Keep him tied up to a dream And only she can set him free And then he says to me Kill me now, kill me now, kill me now, kill me now Kill me now, kill me now, kill me now, kill me now Stupid on the streets of London James Dean in the rain Without her it's not the same The same, the same, but it's alright Because heaven sends and heaven takes Crashing cars in his brain Keep him tied up to a dream And only she can set him free And then he says to me Kill me now, kill me now, kill me now, kill me now Kill me now, kill me now, kill me now, kill me now Again and again |
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