Hung in a bad place

(do traste) I can go where I wanna Be who I wanna be now I can sleep under water And not worry what I’m gonna dream now Yeah the time’s come and gone And I know where I’m from I can be so It’s hasta manana (wiv the little ~ thingy over the first ’n’) You’re on your own banana-skin feet now Yeah I’ve been Hung in a bad place I’ve no Sun on my face I’ve been Hung in a bad place for too long. I can say what I wanna Feel how I wanna feel now I can squeeze all the hours of juice To devour with ease now I can sing to the trees As I’m not on my knees for free yeah-heh-heh-ho-ho-ho-ho-ha-ha-ha-ha-he-he-he-he You’ve been bought and you’re stolen Nature is callin for me YOU GOT MEH!!!! Yeah I’ve been Hung in a bad place I’ve no Sun on my face I’ve been Dunged in a bad place for too long. (Sin capo traste las notas son ) David Lindoso Freidzon *oasis fan* MAD FER IT! _______________________________________________________ Contribuição: david Lindoso Freidzon([email protected])