Letras:
Week In July A

that youre a waste,we dont care now so i ask you please will you stop? stop trying trying to be someone your not. long may you roam, boy without a home

The dawn is breaking A light shining through You're barely waking And I'm tangled up in you Yeah I'm open, you're closed Where I follow, you'll go I

with his cannon I went with my hands on Smack the paparazzi [repeats] Oh now they had it a gain I... my house with... ... every day of every week Even

of box cars on the wings of a magpie cross a hooligan night and i busted up a chifforobe way out by the cocomo cooked up a mess a mulligan and got into a

have a party all night long [Chorus:] All night long, listen to the fiddle Music's goin' strong Heart's alive it's Saturday night Gonna have a party

with his cannon i went with my hands on smack the paparazzi (repeats) oh now they had it a gain i .. my house with ... .. every day of every week

, do you think it should be carbon dated Fumigated or cremated and buried at sea? You try to save a little bit of you're home cookin' Couple weeks later, got a

him We're sorry, there's no way that you can possibly get a refund" A thousand dollars and a weekend island drained But a lesson well learned, so let me explain There's a

a piece of this routine Chorus: Like a rembrandt.... A one of a kind in a shades-of-grey world Like a rembrandt, baby....... A genuine find in a come