Guns N Roses, Paradise City

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Paradise City

Take me down
To the paradise city
Where the grass is green
And the girls are pretty
Take me home
I want you please take me home
(х2)

Just a urchin livin' under the street
I'm hard case that's tough to beat
I'm your charity case
So buy me somethin' to eat
I'll pay you at another time
Take it to the end of the line

Ragz to ruchez or so they say
Ya gotta-keep pushin' for the fortune and
fame
You know it's
It's all a gamble
When it's just a game
Ya treat it like a capital crime
Everybody's doin' their time

Take me down
To the paradise city
Where the grass is green
And the girls are pretty
I want you please take me home
(х2)

Strapped in the chair of the city's gas
Chamber
Why I'm here I can't quite remember
The surgeon general says it's hazardous to
breathe
I'd have another cigarette but I can't see
Tell me who you're gonna believe

Take me down
To the paradise city
Where the grass is green
And the girls are pretty
I want you please take me home
(х2)

So far away...
So far away...
So far away...
So far away...

Captain America's been torn apart
Now he's court jester with a broken heard
He said-
Turn me around and take me back to the
start
I must be losin' my mind-"Are you blind?"
I've seen it all a million times

Take me down
To the paradise city
Where the grass is green
And the girls are pretty
I want you please take me home
(х4)

Последна редакция от _flower_ - 27.10.2010, 22:19

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