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The Wildhearts

Vernix

 

Vernix

(альбом: ¡Chutzpah! Jnr. - 2009)


In his search for the latest in autodestruct
It was faith that he stumbled upon
And though weakened by fighting for most of his life
It was violently clear
That the cause of this mess
Was overuse of fear, not of fearlessness

And when every beginning is every end
Over and over again

The day had come
And he put down the gun and picked up the cannoli
And he ate too much
'Cause his body and mind
Hadn't kept in touch
For quite some time
But like Winston said "Never, never give up"

Jump And do not fear the fall
Jump Don't let it hold you down
Jump There is no turning back
Jump If you're to make a change
Jump Go for it
Jump You want it
Jump Don't fear it
Jump You got it
Jump Go
Jump Go
Jump Go
Jump Go
Jump Go
Jump Go
Jump Go
Jump Go

"Woah, woah, woah, woah, shit! Catch me breath"

I leap off of the cliff
And I'm building my wings on the way down
I leap off of the cliff
And I'm building my wings on the way down
I leap off of the cliff
And I'm building my wings on the way down
I leap off of the cliff
And I'm building my wings on the way down
Building my wings (Building my wings)
Building my wings
Building my wings

The sun, well the sun can't shine
On everyone all at the same time

Go for it, go for it
Go forth young Ulysses, but
Keep a grip on yourself
It's like it's 1973 all over again
Go forth young Ulysses, but
Get a grip on yourself
It's like it's 1973 all over again

Hystereotypicalifornicate
Hystereotypicalifornicatability

And all I gotta do is believe
Nothing that I gotta do when all I gotta do is believe
Nothing that I gotta do nothing that I gotta do

Now that you got nothing to worry about
What you gonna worry 'bout
Now that you got nothing to worry about
What you gonna worry 'bout now?

New York man, I love New York (Goddamn)
I motherfucking love New York (ho)
New York man, I love New York (Goddamn)
I motherfucking love New York

I leap off of the cliff
And I'm building my wings on the way down
(And all I gotta do is believe)
I leap off of the cliff
And I'm building my wings on the way down

I leap off of the cliff
And I'm building my wings on the way down
(And all I gotta do is believe)
I leap off of the cliff
And I'm building my wings on the way down

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