Backstreet boys (Patrik Fitzgerald 1979)
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They could be waiting round the corner
They're such a scarifying sight to see
They could be waitin...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Fitzgerald Patrik
Dear mother. Dear father.
Can you answer some questions
They're stealing my friends
Like they broke all my toys
Taking my freedom. Crushing my hope.
I asked for some string
And the...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Fitzgerald Patrik
I tell you I'm happy
But it isn't so
Staring at the walls
Of our new found home
Where does the money come from
To pay the rent?
Equate the amount earned
With the effort spent
Takin...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Fitzgerald Patrik
She wanted to be a mother -
The final touch -
Towards their picture of domestic bliss
They failed, though, the audition
For adoption
"What can I do" he thought
"To keep the peace"
...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Fitzgerald Patrik
Occupy your quiet corner,
As everybody does,
Who does not wish
To raise their voice,
Or lacks the courage necessary;
Nervous, in a sea of faces;
Endless, ever-changing,
Simply wait...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Fitzgerald Patrik
You've been taken for the fools you are
There's no more money at the bottom of the purse
Black looks at the breakfast table
Life goes on from bad to worse
Saving up to take the kid...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Fitzgerald Patrik
I'm like an island,
I'm like a lost soul;
Cut off from the rest of the world.
Walking the same corridors,
Stalking the same cold shining floors;
In search of the place I will stay....Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Fitzgerald Patrik
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The car pulled up at the family home
To pick up another one, take them away
Through the town, they're very young, he's getting married today...
To the church, a pa...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Fitzgerald Patrik
Your perfect world
Smiles at me
Through the shining pages
Of a thousand holiday brochures
Inspired by lack of money
I ignore your
So called 'perfect worlds'
I search for some other...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Fitzgerald Patrik
He put his shoulder to the wheel,
And turned his back against the world,
Spoke his mind, too many times,
Opened his mouth a little too wide;
They're going to put you in the gas-cha...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Fitzgerald Patrik