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VERSURI DEL AMITRI
| Del Amitri - Crows In The Wheatfield |
| Making your way through an orangepeel orchard
Tracing your day from disillusioned to debauched
and Spring passed quickly below the rotten elm
tree
You weren't kissed there you were pissed in the
lava |
| Del Amitri - Drunk In A Band |
| Pat is the guy with a record shop
and John sells fruit but wants to be a cop
and Paul deals speed in a celtic top
but I'm just a drunk in a band
Joe does tele-sales and martial arts
and Jim pushe |
| Del Amitri - Hammering Heart |
| I suppose love lives in a dustbin behind the
garden wall
You have to grovel on the ground and be pretty
disgusting
to find it at all
And I suppose that it grows on you
Standing there with no clothe |
| Del Amitri - Jesus Saves |
| Jesus saves, saves little children in distress
Jesus saves, he saves the sick, the penniless
Jesus saves, he saves the dying in their beds
Jesus saves, he saves the drowning, saves the
wrecks
Jesus |
| Del Amitri - Just Before You Leave |
| Does your appetite for novelty still burn?
And do you pick a fight just to feel the heat of
his concern?
Do you still misbehave, then beg for his reprieve?
And do you love to feel his needy hands pul |
| Del Amitri - Just Getting By |
| Look at me, I'm the one who got away, the one who
could've shone
I tried to do my best, but I guess your best don't
last for long
Look at me, standing with my tattered pride of
toothless little lions
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| Del Amitri - Last Cheap Shot At The Dream |
| I can't look into the future, but I can't cheat
the past
I will wipe away my memory, I will find freedom at
last
I will walk away from everything that I used to
want so bad
I can't look into the futu |
| Del Amitri - Out Falls The Past |
| You hold the key to whether we will ever last
I know I can't forever hide behind this mask
'Cause everytime I fall in love, out falls the
past
You'll hear my reputation anywhere you ask
They'll say |
| Del Amitri - Wash Her Away |
| Eyes like a slash across her face
Lips I'd kill a man to taste
Whatever this stuff is, I'm buying
Whatever it does, I'll do it 'til I'm dying
I can't wash her away
It's getting under my skin
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