my whole life learning There's so much that I don't know I'm so confused So confused And I'm destined to lose Unless I follow another way I'm so confused So confused
Превод: Out Of Eden. Объркан.
was born in the belly of the country, over East of Eden, yeah. Gm C Gm C Confused
disease, and our weakness, we bleed Deceive to believe in this modern Eden, we thieve Conceive through this belly, we beasts Ninety thieves stalk woods for Priest Leave out
me get a piece, Bee) Night Check it, check it I was born underwater with three dollars and a cocktail Tryin' to make the Garden of Eden, out of Auckdale
find out what is the truth) (The data don't compute we need more information to find out what is the truth) (We need more information to find out what
change Life's too short you been down too long You see them clothes, it's time for you to change Now you got Oprah on Thinking maybe she can help you out
there are no words The sky is filled with dead stars There's no escape, there's no return In a state of terror and confusion With euphoria as an ambition
I can feel it I can feel it I'm afraid The monkey sat on a pile of stone And he stared at the broken bone in his hand Strains of a Viennese quartet rang out
The monkey sat on a pile of stones And stared at the broken bone in his hand And the strains of a Viennese quartet Rang out across the land The monkey
better In or out of, this is the way that we talk This is the way that we walk Baby war that I got I say we sing for me, do your thing for me Cause Eden
gwaan too far Till dem start up the revolution and the war We cyaan tell the woman from the man They are dressed in the same pollution Their minds is confused with confusion
He was born in the belly of the country Over east of Eden, yeah Confused by the big city blues He didn't know whose life he's leading, no Put yourself
(ooooh) But now you're thinkin' most of the time, "he can't stand me" He lost trust in you when he saw you with Randy (aha!) But then you find out he
A lousy year for rock and roll The people gave their blessing to crimes of passion It was a dark, dark night of the collective soul Now I was somewhere out
thoughts they're not confined within your mind." Thought disorder Dream control Now they read my mind on the radio But where was the garden of Eden? I
me 'Others steal your thoughts they're not confined within your mind.' Thought disorder Dream control Now they read my mind on the radio But where was the Garden of Eden
discussing me Others steal your thoughts They're not confined within your mind Thought disorder Dream control Now they read my mind on the radio But where's the Garden of Eden
