Текст песни NAZZ - Hang On Paul
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Текст песни NAZZ - Hang On Paul
Someone's gonna tell you and it might be meThere's something on your face that even you can't seeIt isn't your eyes and it isn't your noseYou don't have to sniff to tell you that it ain't no roseIt's something in your arrogant lineYour brain is tired of biding its timeYou're gonna blow up here( ) so Paul you got to make up your mindYou drag into the studio and don't care whyYou got a life as big as city hall and that's no lieThe aging owner treats you to a couple of beersFeeding you cliches about the thing between your earsYou wonder if its all he can sayYou'll find a better way to say it somedayBut Paul you're too busy stripping gears, now Paul your life is dripping awayHang in, hang out, hang on, hang on PaulYou're having a ballIt's your way of life and not mineIt's so strangely easy to seeBut you're laughing so hard you could dieI'm not about to tell you what you should be doingI tend to disappear when I smell trouble brewingI understand exactly what's the matter with youWe're stranded here together in this paddleless canoe