sábado, 30 de marzo de 2013


You woke up this morning
Got yourself a gun,
Mama always said you’d be
The Chosen One.

She said: You’re one in a million
You’ve got to burn to shine,
But you were born under a bad sign,
With a blue moon in your eyes.

When you woke up this morning
All that love had gone,
Your Papa never told you
About right and wrong.

But you’re
But you’re looking good, baby,
I believe that you’re a feeling fine,(shame about it),
Born under a bad sign
With a blue moon in your eyes.

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