Текст песни Fine Young Cannibals - Johnny Come Home
Fine Young Cannibals - Johnny Come Home слова песни
Nobody knows the trouble you feelNobody cares the feeling is real.Johnnywe`re sorrywon`t you come on home?We worrywon`t you come on?What is wrong in my life that I must get drunk every night ?Johnnywe`re sorry.Use the phonecall your mum - she`s missing you badlymissing her soWho do you knowwhere will you stay?Big city life is not what they say.Johnnywe`re sorrywon`t you come on home? . . .You`d better go homeeverything`s closedCan`t find a roommoney`s all blown.Nowhere to sleep out in the coldnothing to eatnowhere to go.Johnnywe`re sorrywon`t you come on home? . . .Won`t you come on home ? We worrywon`t you come on home ?Johnnywon`t you come on home? We worry -.