Sting Şarkı Sözleri ( Lyrics ) - Sayfa 4

**Prenses** · 30.08.08, 23:29

Dead End Job

I don't want no dead end job
I don't wanna be no number
I don't want no dead end job
I don't wanna be no number

The queue gets longer everyday
I just ain't no time to stay
I ain't gonna run away
All I want to do is play

Don't wanna be no teacher
I don't wanna be no slave
I don't wanna work no assembly line
Like my uncle Dave

The queue gets longer everyday
I just ain't got time to stay
I ain't gonna run away
All I wanna do is play

I don't want no dead end job
I don't want no dead end job
I don't want no dead end job
I don't want no dead end job

I don't want no dead end job
I don't wanna be no number
I don't want no dead end job
I don't wanna be no number

The queue gets longer everyday
All I wanna do is play
I just ain't got time to stay
But I ain't gonna run away

Don't wanna be no millionaire
Don't wanna own no mint
I don't wanna be no tax exile
And I don't mind being skint

The queue gets longer every day
I just ain't got time to stay
I ain't gonna run away
All I wanna do is play

I don't want no dead end job
I don't want no dead end job
I don't want no dead end job
I don't want no dead end job

I don't want no dead end job
I don't wanna be no number
I don't want no dead end job
I don't wanna be no number

The queue gets longer everyday
I just ain't no time to stay
I ain't gonna run away
All I want to do is play

Don't wanna be no millionaire
Don't wanna own no mint
I don't wanna be no tax exile
And I don't mind being skint

The queue gets longer every day
I just ain't got time to stay
All I wanna do is play
I ain't gonna run away

I don't want no dead end job
I don't want no dead end job
I don't want no dead end job
I don't want no dead end job...

Sting

**Prenses** · 30.08.08, 23:30

Demolition Man

Tied to the tracks and the train's fast coming
Strapped to the wing with the engine running
You say that this wasn't in your plan
Don't mess around with the demolition man

Tied to a chair, and the bomb is ticking
This situation was not of your picking
You say that this wasn't in your plan
Don't mess around with the demolition man

I'm a walking nightmare, an arsenal of doom
I kill conversation as I walk into the room
I'm a three line whip, I'm the sort of thing they ban
I'm a walking disaster, I'm a demolition man

Tied to a chair, and the bomb is ticking
This situation was not of your picking
You say that this wasn't in your plan
Don't mess around with the demolition man

You come to me like a moth to the flame
It's love you need but I don't play that game
'Cause you could be my greatest fan
But I'm nobody's friend, I'm a demolition man

I'm a walking nightmare, an arsenal of doom
I kill conversation as I walk into the room
I'm a three line whip, I'm the sort of thing they ban
I'm a walking disaster, I'm a demolition man

Demolition man...

Sting

**Prenses** · 30.08.08, 23:31

Desert Rose

I dream of rain oh ladyla
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in pain oh ladyla
I dream of love as time runs through my hand

I dream of fire oh yeah
Those dreams are tied to a horse that will never tire
And in the flames oh ladyla
Her shadows play in the shape of a man's desire

This desert rose oh ladyyeah
Each of her veils, a secret promise
This desert flower oh ladyyeah
No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this

And as she turns o ladyya
This way she moves in the logic of all my dreams
This fire burns ladyya
I realize that nothing's as it seems

I dream of rain oh ladyla
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in pain oh ladyla
I dream of love as time runs through my hand

I dream of rain ladyla
I lift my gaze to empty skies above
I close my eyes, this rare perfume ladyla
Is the sweet intoxication of her love

I dream of rain ladyla
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in pain ladyla
I dream of love as time runs through my hand

Sweet desert rose ladyla
Each of her veils, a secret promise
This desert flower ladyla
No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this

Sweet desert rose ladyla
This memory of Eden haunts us all
This desert flower, this rare perfume
Is the sweet intoxication of the fall...

Sting

**Prenses** · 30.08.08, 23:32

Does Everyone Stare

I change my clothes ten times
Before I take you on a date
I'm in a cold sweat, my panic it makes me late
I know you never entered for this
I know
My shots will always miss
My shots will always miss

Does everyone stare this way at you?
I only look this way at you

I change my clothes ten times
Before I take you on a date
I get the heebie-jeebies, and my panic makes me late
I break into a cold sweat reaching for the phone
I let it ring twice before
I chicken out and decide you're not at home

Does everyone stare the way I do?
I only stare this way at you

I never noticed the size of my feet
'Til I kicked you in the shins
Will you ever forgive me for the shape I'm in
For the shape I'm in

Does everyone stare the way I do?
I only stare this way at you

I'm gonna write you a sonnet but I don't know where to start
I'm so used to laughing at the things in my heart
Last of all I'm sorry 'cos you never asked for this
I can see I'm not your type and my shots will always miss, always miss

Does everyone stare the way I do?
I only stare this way at you
Does everyone stare the way I do?
I only stare this way at you
Does everyone stare the way I do?
I only stare this way at you
Does everyone stare the way I do?
I only stare this way at you
Does everyone stare the way I do?
I only stare this way at you
Does everyone stare the way I do?
I only stare this way at you...

Sting

**Prenses** · 30.08.08, 23:33

Don't Stand So Close To Me

Young teacher the subject
Of schoolgirl fantasy
She wants him so badly
Knows what she wants to be
Inside him there's longing
This girl's an open page
Bookmark her - she's so close now
This girl is half his age

Don't stand, don't stand so
Don't stand so close to me
Don't stand, don't stand so
Don't stand so close to me

Her friends are so jealous
You know how bad girls get
Sometimes it's not so easy
To be the teacher's pet
Temptation, frustration
So bad it makes him cry
Wet bus stop, she's waiting
His car is warm and dry

Don't stand, don't stand so
Don't stand so close to me
Don't stand, don't stand so
Don't stand so close to me

Loose talk in the classroom
To hurt they try and try
Strong words in the staff room
The accusations fly
It's no use, he sees her
He starts to shake and cough
Just like the old man in
That book by Nabakov

Don't stand, don't stand so
Don't stand so close to me
Don't stand, don't stand so
Don't stand so close to me
Don't stand, don't stand so
Don't stand so close to me...

Sting

**Prenses** · 30.08.08, 23:34

Driven To Tears

How can you say that you're not responsible?
What does it have to do with me?
What is my reaction?
What should it be?
Confronted by this latest atrocity
Driven to tears
Driven to tears
Driven to tears

Hide my face in my hands, shame wells in my throat
My comfortable existence is reduced
To a shallow, meaningless party
Seems that when some innocents die
All we can offer them is a page in a some magazine
Too many cam'ras and not enough food
'Cause this is what we've seen
Driven to tears
Driven to tears
Driven to tears

Protest is futile
Nothing seems to get through
What's to become of our world?
Who knows what to do?
Driven to tears
Driven to tears
Driven to tears
Driven to tears
Driven to tears
Driven to tears...

Sting

**Prenses** · 30.08.08, 23:36

Ellas Danzan Solas (Cueca Solas)

Por que estan aqui, danzando solas?
Por que hay tristeza en sus miradas?
Hay soldados tambien
Ignoran su dolor
Porque desprecian el amor
Danzan con los muertos
Los que ya no estan

Amores invisibles
No dejan de danzar
Danzan con sus padres
Sus ni?os tambien
Y con sus esposos
En soledad, en soledad

Yo las vi, en silencio gritar
No hay otra manera de protestar
Si dijeran algo mas
Solo un poco mas
Otra mujer seria torturada
Con seguridad

Danzan con los muertos
Los que ya no estan
Amores invisibles
No dejan de danzar
Danzan con sus padres
Sus ni?os tambien
Y con sus esposos
En soledad, en soledad

Un dia danzaremos
Sobre sus tumbas, libres
Un dia cantaremos
Al danzar
Un dia danzaremos
Sobre sus tumbas, libres
Un dia cantaremos
Al danzar

Ellas danzan con los desaparecidos
Danzan con los muertos
Danzan con amores invisibles
Con silenciosa anustia
Danzan con sus padres
Con sus hijos
Con sus esposos
Ellas danzan solas
Danzan solas

Hey Mr Pinochet
Su siembra huele mal
Y ese dinero que recibe
Pronto se terminara
No podra comprar mas armas
Ni a sus verdugos pagar
Imagine a su madre
Danzando siempre en soledad
Danzan con los muertos
Los que ya no estan

Amores invisibles
No dejan de danzar
Danzan con sus padres
Sus ni?os tambien
Y con sus esposos
En soledad, en soledad...

Sting

**Prenses** · 30.08.08, 23:37

End Of The Game

The fox has done running
And the beast is at bay
We'd run them in circles
By the end of the day

They chased him through brambles
They chased him through the fields
They'd chased him for ever
But the fox would not yield

And some saw her shadow
On the crest of a hill
When the hounds were distracted
Away from the kill

One day we'll reach a great ocean
At the end of a pale afternoon
And we'll lay down our heads just like we were sleeping
And be towed by the drag of the moon

We ran through the forest
We ran through the streams
We ran through the heather
'Til we ran in our dreams

You were my lover
And I was your beau
We ran like the river
For what else did we know?

One day we'll reach a great ocean
At the end of a pale afternoon

The dogs are all worn out
And the horses are lame
The hunters and hunted
At the end of the game

Our love was a river
A wild mountain stream
In a tumbling fury
On the edge of a dream

They chased us through brambles
They chased us through fields
They'd chased us forever
But the heart would not yield

When the fox had done running
At the end of the day
I'm ready to answer
I'm ready to pay

And this rivers still running
And time will come soon
Carried to the great ocean
By the drag of the moon...

Sting

**Prenses** · 30.08.08, 23:38

English Man In New York

I don't drink coffee I'll take tea my dear
I like my toast done on one side
As you can hear it in my accent when I talk
I'm an Englishman in New York

See me walking down Fifth Avenue
A walking cane here at my side
I take it everywhere I walk
I'm an Englishman in New York

I'm an alien, I'm a legal alien
I'm an Englishman in New York
I'm an alien, I'm a legal alien
I'm an Englishman in New York

If "manners maketh man" as someone said
Then he's the hero of the day
It takes a man to suffer ignorance and smile
Be yourself no matter what they say

I'm an alien, I'm a legal alien
I'm an Englishman in New York
I'm an alien, I'm a legal alien
I'm an Englishman in New York

Modesty, propriety can lead to notoriety
You could end up as the only one
Gentleness, sobriety are rare in this society
At night a candle's brighter than the sun

Takes more than combat gear to make a man
Takes more than license for a gun
Confront your enemies, avoid them when you can
A gentleman will walk but never run

If "manners maketh man" as someone said
Then he's the hero of the day
It takes a man to suffer ignorance and smile
Be yourself no matter what they say

I'm an alien, I'm a legal alien
I'm an Englishman in New York
I'm an alien, I'm a legal alien
I'm an Englishman in New York...

Sting

**Prenses** · 30.08.08, 23:39

Epilogue Nothing 'Bout Me Lyrics

Lay my head on the surgeon's table
Take my fingerprints if you are able
Pick my brains pick my pockets
Steal my eyeballs and come back for the sockets
Run every kind of test from A to Z
And you'll still know nothing 'bout me

Run my name though your computer
Mention me in passing to your college tutor
Check my records check my facts
Check if I paid my income tax
Pore over everything in my C.V.
But you'll still know nothing 'bout me
You'll still know nothing 'bout me

You don't need to read no books on my history
I'm a simple man, it's no big mystery
In the cold weather, a hand needs a glove
At times like this, a lonely man like me needs love

Search my house with a fine tooth comb
Turn over everything 'cause I won't be at home
Set up your microscope and tell me what you see
You'll still know nothing 'bout me...

Sting

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30.08.08, 23:29	#31 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Dead End Job Dead End Job I don't want no dead end job I don't wanna be no number I don't want no dead end job I don't wanna be no number The queue gets longer everyday I just ain't no time to stay I ain't gonna run away All I want to do is play Don't wanna be no teacher I don't wanna be no slave I don't wanna work no assembly line Like my uncle Dave The queue gets longer everyday I just ain't got time to stay I ain't gonna run away All I wanna do is play I don't want no dead end job I don't want no dead end job I don't want no dead end job I don't want no dead end job I don't want no dead end job I don't wanna be no number I don't want no dead end job I don't wanna be no number The queue gets longer everyday All I wanna do is play I just ain't got time to stay But I ain't gonna run away Don't wanna be no millionaire Don't wanna own no mint I don't wanna be no tax exile And I don't mind being skint The queue gets longer every day I just ain't got time to stay I ain't gonna run away All I wanna do is play I don't want no dead end job I don't want no dead end job I don't want no dead end job I don't want no dead end job I don't want no dead end job I don't wanna be no number I don't want no dead end job I don't wanna be no number The queue gets longer everyday I just ain't no time to stay I ain't gonna run away All I want to do is play Don't wanna be no millionaire Don't wanna own no mint I don't wanna be no tax exile And I don't mind being skint The queue gets longer every day I just ain't got time to stay All I wanna do is play I ain't gonna run away I don't want no dead end job I don't want no dead end job I don't want no dead end job I don't want no dead end job... Sting

30.08.08, 23:30	#32 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Demolition Man Demolition Man Tied to the tracks and the train's fast coming Strapped to the wing with the engine running You say that this wasn't in your plan Don't mess around with the demolition man Tied to a chair, and the bomb is ticking This situation was not of your picking You say that this wasn't in your plan Don't mess around with the demolition man I'm a walking nightmare, an arsenal of doom I kill conversation as I walk into the room I'm a three line whip, I'm the sort of thing they ban I'm a walking disaster, I'm a demolition man Tied to a chair, and the bomb is ticking This situation was not of your picking You say that this wasn't in your plan Don't mess around with the demolition man You come to me like a moth to the flame It's love you need but I don't play that game 'Cause you could be my greatest fan But I'm nobody's friend, I'm a demolition man I'm a walking nightmare, an arsenal of doom I kill conversation as I walk into the room I'm a three line whip, I'm the sort of thing they ban I'm a walking disaster, I'm a demolition man Demolition man... Sting

30.08.08, 23:31	#33 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Desert Rose Desert Rose I dream of rain oh ladyla I dream of gardens in the desert sand I wake in pain oh ladyla I dream of love as time runs through my hand I dream of fire oh yeah Those dreams are tied to a horse that will never tire And in the flames oh ladyla Her shadows play in the shape of a man's desire This desert rose oh ladyyeah Each of her veils, a secret promise This desert flower oh ladyyeah No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this And as she turns o ladyya This way she moves in the logic of all my dreams This fire burns ladyya I realize that nothing's as it seems I dream of rain oh ladyla I dream of gardens in the desert sand I wake in pain oh ladyla I dream of love as time runs through my hand I dream of rain ladyla I lift my gaze to empty skies above I close my eyes, this rare perfume ladyla Is the sweet intoxication of her love I dream of rain ladyla I dream of gardens in the desert sand I wake in pain ladyla I dream of love as time runs through my hand Sweet desert rose ladyla Each of her veils, a secret promise This desert flower ladyla No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this Sweet desert rose ladyla This memory of Eden haunts us all This desert flower, this rare perfume Is the sweet intoxication of the fall... Sting

30.08.08, 23:32	#34 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Does Everyone Stare Does Everyone Stare I change my clothes ten times Before I take you on a date I'm in a cold sweat, my panic it makes me late I know you never entered for this I know My shots will always miss My shots will always miss Does everyone stare this way at you? I only look this way at you I change my clothes ten times Before I take you on a date I get the heebie-jeebies, and my panic makes me late I break into a cold sweat reaching for the phone I let it ring twice before I chicken out and decide you're not at home Does everyone stare the way I do? I only stare this way at you I never noticed the size of my feet 'Til I kicked you in the shins Will you ever forgive me for the shape I'm in For the shape I'm in Does everyone stare the way I do? I only stare this way at you I'm gonna write you a sonnet but I don't know where to start I'm so used to laughing at the things in my heart Last of all I'm sorry 'cos you never asked for this I can see I'm not your type and my shots will always miss, always miss Does everyone stare the way I do? I only stare this way at you Does everyone stare the way I do? I only stare this way at you Does everyone stare the way I do? I only stare this way at you Does everyone stare the way I do? I only stare this way at you Does everyone stare the way I do? I only stare this way at you Does everyone stare the way I do? I only stare this way at you... Sting

30.08.08, 23:33	#35 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Don't Stand So Close To Me Don't Stand So Close To Me Young teacher the subject Of schoolgirl fantasy She wants him so badly Knows what she wants to be Inside him there's longing This girl's an open page Bookmark her - she's so close now This girl is half his age Don't stand, don't stand so Don't stand so close to me Don't stand, don't stand so Don't stand so close to me Her friends are so jealous You know how bad girls get Sometimes it's not so easy To be the teacher's pet Temptation, frustration So bad it makes him cry Wet bus stop, she's waiting His car is warm and dry Don't stand, don't stand so Don't stand so close to me Don't stand, don't stand so Don't stand so close to me Loose talk in the classroom To hurt they try and try Strong words in the staff room The accusations fly It's no use, he sees her He starts to shake and cough Just like the old man in That book by Nabakov Don't stand, don't stand so Don't stand so close to me Don't stand, don't stand so Don't stand so close to me Don't stand, don't stand so Don't stand so close to me... Sting

30.08.08, 23:34	#36 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Driven To Tears Driven To Tears How can you say that you're not responsible? What does it have to do with me? What is my reaction? What should it be? Confronted by this latest atrocity Driven to tears Driven to tears Driven to tears Hide my face in my hands, shame wells in my throat My comfortable existence is reduced To a shallow, meaningless party Seems that when some innocents die All we can offer them is a page in a some magazine Too many cam'ras and not enough food 'Cause this is what we've seen Driven to tears Driven to tears Driven to tears Protest is futile Nothing seems to get through What's to become of our world? Who knows what to do? Driven to tears Driven to tears Driven to tears Driven to tears Driven to tears Driven to tears... Sting

30.08.08, 23:36	#37 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Ellas Danzan Solas (Cueca Solas) Ellas Danzan Solas (Cueca Solas) Por que estan aqui, danzando solas? Por que hay tristeza en sus miradas? Hay soldados tambien Ignoran su dolor Porque desprecian el amor Danzan con los muertos Los que ya no estan Amores invisibles No dejan de danzar Danzan con sus padres Sus ni?os tambien Y con sus esposos En soledad, en soledad Yo las vi, en silencio gritar No hay otra manera de protestar Si dijeran algo mas Solo un poco mas Otra mujer seria torturada Con seguridad Danzan con los muertos Los que ya no estan Amores invisibles No dejan de danzar Danzan con sus padres Sus ni?os tambien Y con sus esposos En soledad, en soledad Un dia danzaremos Sobre sus tumbas, libres Un dia cantaremos Al danzar Un dia danzaremos Sobre sus tumbas, libres Un dia cantaremos Al danzar Ellas danzan con los desaparecidos Danzan con los muertos Danzan con amores invisibles Con silenciosa anustia Danzan con sus padres Con sus hijos Con sus esposos Ellas danzan solas Danzan solas Hey Mr Pinochet Su siembra huele mal Y ese dinero que recibe Pronto se terminara No podra comprar mas armas Ni a sus verdugos pagar Imagine a su madre Danzando siempre en soledad Danzan con los muertos Los que ya no estan Amores invisibles No dejan de danzar Danzan con sus padres Sus ni?os tambien Y con sus esposos En soledad, en soledad... Sting

30.08.08, 23:37	#38 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	End Of The Game End Of The Game The fox has done running And the beast is at bay We'd run them in circles By the end of the day They chased him through brambles They chased him through the fields They'd chased him for ever But the fox would not yield And some saw her shadow On the crest of a hill When the hounds were distracted Away from the kill One day we'll reach a great ocean At the end of a pale afternoon And we'll lay down our heads just like we were sleeping And be towed by the drag of the moon We ran through the forest We ran through the streams We ran through the heather 'Til we ran in our dreams You were my lover And I was your beau We ran like the river For what else did we know? One day we'll reach a great ocean At the end of a pale afternoon The dogs are all worn out And the horses are lame The hunters and hunted At the end of the game Our love was a river A wild mountain stream In a tumbling fury On the edge of a dream They chased us through brambles They chased us through fields They'd chased us forever But the heart would not yield When the fox had done running At the end of the day I'm ready to answer I'm ready to pay And this rivers still running And time will come soon Carried to the great ocean By the drag of the moon... Sting

30.08.08, 23:38	#39 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	English Man In New York English Man In New York I don't drink coffee I'll take tea my dear I like my toast done on one side As you can hear it in my accent when I talk I'm an Englishman in New York See me walking down Fifth Avenue A walking cane here at my side I take it everywhere I walk I'm an Englishman in New York I'm an alien, I'm a legal alien I'm an Englishman in New York I'm an alien, I'm a legal alien I'm an Englishman in New York If "manners maketh man" as someone said Then he's the hero of the day It takes a man to suffer ignorance and smile Be yourself no matter what they say I'm an alien, I'm a legal alien I'm an Englishman in New York I'm an alien, I'm a legal alien I'm an Englishman in New York Modesty, propriety can lead to notoriety You could end up as the only one Gentleness, sobriety are rare in this society At night a candle's brighter than the sun Takes more than combat gear to make a man Takes more than license for a gun Confront your enemies, avoid them when you can A gentleman will walk but never run If "manners maketh man" as someone said Then he's the hero of the day It takes a man to suffer ignorance and smile Be yourself no matter what they say I'm an alien, I'm a legal alien I'm an Englishman in New York I'm an alien, I'm a legal alien I'm an Englishman in New York... Sting

30.08.08, 23:39	#40 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Epilogue Nothing 'Bout Me Lyrics Epilogue Nothing 'Bout Me Lyrics Lay my head on the surgeon's table Take my fingerprints if you are able Pick my brains pick my pockets Steal my eyeballs and come back for the sockets Run every kind of test from A to Z And you'll still know nothing 'bout me Run my name though your computer Mention me in passing to your college tutor Check my records check my facts Check if I paid my income tax Pore over everything in my C.V. But you'll still know nothing 'bout me You'll still know nothing 'bout me You don't need to read no books on my history I'm a simple man, it's no big mystery In the cold weather, a hand needs a glove At times like this, a lonely man like me needs love Search my house with a fine tooth comb Turn over everything 'cause I won't be at home Set up your microscope and tell me what you see You'll still know nothing 'bout me... Sting

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