Paroles de la chanson Tin Pan Valley par Robert Plant
Auteurs: Robert Plant,Will.i.am,Anthony Fuller,John Baggott,Skin Tyson,Clive Deamer
Editeurs: Sony Atv Music Publishing France,Sons Of Einion Limited
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Paroles de la chanson Tin Pan Valley par Robert Plant
I come from Tin Pan Valley and I'm moving right along
I live on former glory, so long ago and gone
I'm turning down the talk shows, the humor and the couch
I'm moving up to higher ground, I've found a new way out
There's parasols and barbeque's and loungers by the pool
The late night conversations filled with 20th century cool
My peers may flirt with cabaret, some fake the rebel yell
Me, I'm moving up to higher ground, I must escape this hell
Let me suspend my thirst for knowledge in your powder, sweat and sighs
I live on former glory, so long ago and gone
I'm turning down the talk shows, the humor and the couch
I'm moving up to higher ground, I've found a new way out
There's parasols and barbeque's and loungers by the pool
The late night conversations filled with 20th century cool
My peers may flirt with cabaret, some fake the rebel yell
Me, I'm moving up to higher ground, I must escape this hell
Let me suspend my thirst for knowledge in your powder, sweat and sighs
A grudge of Christian women, a stain of spotless wives
A perfect destination inside a perfect world
I take the bottle to the baby, you take the hammer to the pearl
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Every day's like Sunday, down here on memory lane
Salad days and no good ways can drive me quite insane
A cocktail clouded troubadour attempts to speak in tongues
He's said, “Enough, I'm through the door I'm moving right along
Along, along, along, along”
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A perfect destination inside a perfect world
I take the bottle to the baby, you take the hammer to the pearl
Like this
Oh like this
Like this
Oh like this
Every day's like Sunday, down here on memory lane
Salad days and no good ways can drive me quite insane
A cocktail clouded troubadour attempts to speak in tongues
He's said, “Enough, I'm through the door I'm moving right along
Along, along, along, along”
Like this
Oh like this
Like this
Oh like this
Oh like this
Like this
Like this
Oh like this
Oh like this
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