Letra de Modern Blues - Kula Shaker
Letra de canci�n de Modern Blues de Kula Shaker lyrics
system wonder I stopped believing
crawled out the morning
climbed up the ceiling
Blew out the gaslight
ain't got my mind right
I'm on the wrong side calling calling
I've got the modern blues for you honey
I've go the modern blues
I've got the modern blues for you honey
I've go the modern blues yeah
here come the bad times
don't follow leaders
fold up the red flag
tear up your Nietzsche
forget tomorrow
all thoughts are borrowed
I've got this feeling falling falling
I've got the modern blues for you honey
I've got the modern blues
I've got the mind
to find where you're coming
I got the evening news hey yeah yeah
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somebody spare me
this twisted philosophy
I'm searching for meaning
in a world of mediocrity
I can't move for preachers
can't find no teachers
think i'm gonna stay here in bed
so blue blue so blue blue
'cos I wasted my whole life
working for fools
running on amphetamine
turning purple and blue
I've got blood on my fingers
I've got stones in my shoes
I said what's a man
what's a man what's a man to do
I've got the modern blues for you honey
I've got the modern blues
I've got the modern blues for you honey
I've got the modern blues
'cos I wasted my whole life oh
working for fools
crawled out the morning
climbed up the ceiling
Blew out the gaslight
ain't got my mind right
I'm on the wrong side calling calling
I've got the modern blues for you honey
I've go the modern blues
I've got the modern blues for you honey
I've go the modern blues yeah
here come the bad times
don't follow leaders
fold up the red flag
tear up your Nietzsche
forget tomorrow
all thoughts are borrowed
I've got this feeling falling falling
I've got the modern blues for you honey
I've got the modern blues
I've got the mind
to find where you're coming
I got the evening news hey yeah yeah
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/modern-blues-kula-shaker.php
somebody spare me
this twisted philosophy
I'm searching for meaning
in a world of mediocrity
I can't move for preachers
can't find no teachers
think i'm gonna stay here in bed
so blue blue so blue blue
'cos I wasted my whole life
working for fools
running on amphetamine
turning purple and blue
I've got blood on my fingers
I've got stones in my shoes
I said what's a man
what's a man what's a man to do
I've got the modern blues for you honey
I've got the modern blues
I've got the modern blues for you honey
I've got the modern blues
'cos I wasted my whole life oh
working for fools