What's love? Under the sun let it grow What is love? Under the gun let it blow Your head off baby Flushed cheeks, counting the beats from the start When you and I were We had a crowd, now that's gone with your heart An unholy winter is raising upon me And you've been holding the painter And the picture as the same I thought I could handle the game But I never thought that you would go This far with it, this far No, I never thought that you would shove Your shit right into my door I never thought about you at all I was just lying round Connecting one and two to four I was just trying to let you in
What's love? Undеr the sun let it be A lеsson for you What sun? Sun of a gun set him free Your hair around it's like Some drug, love is a song And it writes, in lipstick sometimes Yeah, we had a crowd Now that you're gone I'm alive An Australian winter is coming down upon you now And you have taken the best part of my life I know you can handle the rain But I never thought that you would go This far with it, this far No, I never thought that you would shove Your shit right into my door In the midst of my unholy-holy old winter Troubles I never thought about you at all I was just lying round connecting one and two to four I was just trying to bring the spring Come on, sunny, come on sunny, sunny night Sunny, come on, sunny, sunny night And I never thought that you would go This far with it, this far No, I never thought that you would shove Your shit right into my door In the midst of my unholy-holy old winter Troubles I never thought about you at all I was just lying round thinking what to do with all The time I had just flying round Not writing songs about you at all I was just trying to bring the spring
Compositores: Hayley Frances Mcglone (Hayley Mary), John David Thompson Took (John Took) ECAD: Obra #25029033