Превод: Momus. Guitar Урок.
deception Something got to change Don't be offended this is all my opinion Ain't nothing that I'm saying law This is a true confession Of a life learned lesson
gotta change Don't be offended this is all my opinion aint nothin that I say is the Law This is a true confession Of a life learned lesson I was sent
, something's gotta change Don't be offended, this is all my opinion, ain't nothing that I'm saying law This is a true confession of a life-learned lesson
stop us 'cause we're coming through what we're gonna do Elvis On The Radio Steel Guitar In My Soul ------------------------------------------ As the
while before I'm ready But I'm gonna be up on that stage someday I could easily write a whole song about the licks that guitar man was pickin' I could
[Korn electric guitar plays until 0:33] Korn- I wish i had another chance, another place to die. i wish i had another chance, my life has just begun. [
No More Billy Gould: Bass Guitar; Jim Martin: Guitar; Mike Patton: Vocals ( Angel Dust
learned my lesson well You see, ya can't please everyone, so ya got to please yourself Someone opened up a closet door and out stepped Johnny B. Goode Playing guitar
got to the garden party they all knew my name But no one recognized me I didn't look the same But it's all right now I learned my lesson well You see
I. Makes me sorry that it had to end that way. Learned my lesson now there's nothing left to say, graduation day, oh graduation day. ( Guitar Solo )
is what I've heard about the real world Up on the morning, heading for the schoolyard Big boys being bullies make it so hard? It's a lesson for the real
I got to the garden party, they all knew my name No one recognized me, I didn't look the same But it's all right now, I learned my lesson well You see
. In which I would bring my guitar in and sing the lessons to the kids. Friend: Of course you did. Stephen: Okay, okay let me find a lesson for you...
this town can shatter dreams Another lesson about a naive fool That came to Babylon And found out that the pie don't taste so sweet Now it's guitars
I, Makes me sorry that it had to end that way, Learned my lesson now there's nothing left to say, graduation day, oh graduation day. ( Guitar Solo )
t get none Is it over yet? Never, it gets better We'll let the rhythm run harder than ever A bassline is added for some soul Now the guitar will make
one Riffed for guitars, for the Lord I sung Spun around the world at parties and weddings Wherever I go I create the setting You know me from lessons
