Kick the can down the street, like Puss in boots in London Pass the shutters of the station Just keep chasing pavements The road to success is always under construction
Kick the can down the street, man Kick the can down the street
Love don't pay the bills My looks alone won't make my meal You can only sleep your way to the middle
Kick the can down the street, man Wack it all it took You won't find the answers at The back of the foot
Dead men are heavier than broken hearts Dead men are heavier than broken hearts
Always pour mysеlf into schemes And forget to say whеn
Kick the can down the street, man Kick the can down the street You can't guarantee peace And no heart will complete you The cards are not dealt equal You are what you eat eats Burn the candle all night to get it In the envelope the right cheque I just hope I end up with all the right regrets
Dead men are heavier than broken hearts Dead men are heavier than broken hearts
Put words into action And walk nouns through the fog Just because you're paranoid Don't doubt that they're not watching
Kick the can down the street, man Kick the can down the street
Feeling away like people Have been for ages And when they run you out of town Make it look like you're leading the parade
Dead men are heavier than broken hearts
Compositor: Michael Geoffrey Skinner (PRS)Editor: Universal Music Publishing Limited (PRS)ECAD verificado obra #42569967 em 03/Mai/2024