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Blessed are those poor in spirit...

Nobody knows that the dice are loaded
Nobody rolls with their fingers crossed
Nobody knows that the war is over
Nobody knows the good guys lost
Nobody knows the fight was fixed
The poor stay poor, the rich get rich
That's how it goes
Nobody knows
Nobody knows that the boat is leaking
Nobody knows that the captain lied
Nobody got this broken feeling
Like their father or their dog just died

Nobody's talking to their pockets
Nobody wants a box of chocolates
And a long stem rose
Nobody knows

Nobody knows that you love me baby
Nobody knows that you really do
Nobody knows that you've been faithful
Ah give or take a night or two
Nobody knows you've been discreet
But there were so many people you just had to meet
Without your clothes
And nobody knows

Nobody knows, nobody knows
That's how it goes
Nobody knows

Nobody knows, everybody knows
That's how it goes
Nobody knows

And nobody knows that it's now or never
Nobody knows that it's me or you
And nobody knows that you live forever
Ah when you've done a line or two
Nobody knows the deal is rotten
Old Black Joe's still pickin' cotton
For your ribbons and bows
And nobody knows

And nobody knows that the Plague is coming
Nobody knows that it's moving fast
Nobody knows that the naked man and woman
Are just a shining artifact of the past
Nobody knows the scene is dead
But there's gonna be a meter on your bed
That will disclose
What nobody knows

And nobody knows that you're in trouble
Nobody knows what you've been through
From the bloody cross on top of Calvary
To the beach of Malibu
Nobody knows it's coming apart
Take one last look at this Sacred Heart
Before it blows
And nobody knows

Nobody knows, nobody knows
That's how it goes
Nobody knows

Oh nobody knows, nobody knows
That's how it goes
Nobody knows

Nobody knows


Post je objavljen 20.05.2007. u 20:22 sati.