letra de sing along - asbo slipz
summer’s coming, it’s nearly time
to pack the tent, take a trip down the m5
hidden in the folds of the somerset hills
temporary city, a valley full of thrills
i can’t help it, it’s getting closer
feeling like a kid on a rollercoaster
it’s a religion, it’s an addiction
it keeps you going while you’re going through the motions
rain or shine, come what may
i’m coming home to my special place
three whole days of happiness
mud and dust and feeling blessed
down at the cider bus
well i’m delirious
i’m living the dream
(living the dream)
and i can very nearly hear the sound of
fingers strumming, banging out a tune
six strings humming on a sunny afternoon
leave your problems blowing in the wind
sing along and just forget about everything
i can’t describe it; you have to try it
but i can tell you that there’s nothing else like it
it’s more than music, it’s an emotion
not just a party in a field near pilton
set up your tent, you’ve cracked a beer
you’re chilling in the sun and suddenly you hear
a mighty roar going round the place
two hundred thousand voices in a mexican wave
rain or shine, come what may
i’m coming home to my special place
three whole days of happiness
mud and dust and feeling blessed
through silver hayes, past the other stage
walk through the glade and green fields
to avalon
(avalon)
and i can hear sound of hobo jones and
fingers strumming, banging out a tune
six strings humming on a sunny afternoon
leave your problems blowing in the wind
sing along and just forget about everything
and there’s a place for everyone
for drum and b-ss and reggae sound systems
for rock and rollers, for afro beats
for indie kids and hippy freaks
take my advice, forget the programme
see what you find if you live in the moment
just walk around and breathe in the sound
from the top of the hill when the sun goes down
rain or shine, come what may
i’m coming home to my special place
three whole days of happiness
mud and dust and feeling blessed
above the park sitting in the dark
a million lights are shining
and i’m taking a moment
before i
head on up to strummerville and
it doesn’t matter, no one will judge ya
if you’re a diva or a tone deaf groaner
leave your problems blowing in the wind
sing along and just forget about it
fingers strumming, banging out a tune
six strings humming on a sunny afternoon
forget your problems, grab another beer
sing along and get your happy for another year
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- letra de alone - brain billz
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