Текст, перевод и аккорды “Breaking Away”
- ( rossi / parfitt / bown ) Me and my friends gonna make a pile of money Gonna check it out every day Me and my wife gonna need every penny cos were throwing it all away But Im changing my tune And Im breaking away Me and my friends were rugged little rockers And were lazing away the day Hot wax jacked-up on the television And forgetting about the pay But Im changing my tune And Im breaking away Breaking away Four rockers rollin With a poet in the wings Waiting to blow his heart away Beanos with the road-crew Postcards to the wife Stating the menu of the day Flying through til breakfast Sleeping on the plane Looking a good deal Better than well ever feel again Is it really worth it? Could it all be real? Am I just living out a dream? Sitting in a hotel Falling of the stage Tuning in to wonga queen Old men in boys clothes Has gone beyond a joke Skin me another And pass along the wiskey and the coke Me and my friends are hating everybody Who was telling us what to say Heads down rockin on up and down the country only Living from day to day And Im changing my tune And Im breaking away Breaking away
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