Man of Simple Pleasures - Remix

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Kasabian & J-Ax - Pop

Man of Simple Pleasures - Remix

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[Testo di "Man of Simple Pleasures - Remix"] Io amo le cose semplici Bacio la mia donna sotto la pioggia perch� abbiamo gusti identici Per fare colpo non mi serve lo yatch Per fare strada non mi serve la Porsche I'm a man, a man of simple pleasures I got all I need, so give me whisky measures With dyslexic eyes I'm seeing very clearly By the way, I'm on my way But all of my life, I've been treated like a fool But I'm no one's fool Here I go once again trying hard to pretend There's a future in your man made rules I'll be governed by the road, get to shed this heavy load I see no future, so leave me alone in the past Viviamo nel presente perch� ci han tolto il futuro Siamo il colore prepotente di uno spray sul muro Qui nella zona grigia, terra di nessuno I am told, the world is nearly ending But when I look outside the birds are always singing You throw sticks and bones Remember every dog will have it's day, I'm on my way But all of my life, I've been treated like a fool But I'm no one's fool Here I go once again trying hard to pretend There's a future in your man made rules I'll be governed by the road, get to shed this heavy load I see no future, so leave me alone in the past Go on, let the righteous guide you home to where you belong I'll stay, listen to my favourite tunes, that's where I belong You won't take me for a ride I'm far too fast for you to keep up with me You won't take me for a ride Never catch them really need no money (I'm not gonna be standing in the line Waiting for you just to kick me out) You won't take me for a ride, you won't take me for a ride You won't take me for a ride, you won't take me for a ride E la storia la scrive il vincitore Cos� un terrorista diventa un eroe Ma io so chi ci ha spinto sull'orlo del precipizio E mi lascio governare solo dall'istinto Il capo ha un giornale che parla di crisi come calamit� naturale Naturale come per la belva sbranare A un politico serve la gente come alla zecca il cane Ma io sono un uomo semplice, non voglio potere Semplicemente non traggo piacere Dall'avere sottomessi e un'investitura d'Onorevole O una divisa che protegga i miei interessi E anche se fossi rinchiuso in prigione Potrei volare con la fantasia, una canzone E trattare il mio padrone da servo Mentre cerco un fiore in mezzo al deserto

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  • Kasabian
  • J-Ax