Drake Bell - Bob Dylan

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How may roads must a man walk down
I wish I could write so profound
The words he spoke were blown in the wind
Pick up my air guitar and write like him

Awwww Bob Dylan

I live my life like a Rolling Stone
Feel my words are not my own
You can t tell me what to sing
But the times they are changing

Awwww Bob Dylan
Awwww Bob Dylan

Look out kid
There s something you did
God knows when but you re doin it again
Searchin around for dignity
A little less of Bob and a little more of me

Awwww

How does it feel to be on your own
Lower than a complete unknown
Searchin for poetry in all the wrong places
Looking for acceptance it strangers faces

Awwww Bob Dylan
Awwww Bob Dylan
Awwww Bob Dylan
Awwww Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan, yeah
Oooh Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan

Inne utwory

  • Leave it all behind
  • Circles
  • Rusted silhouette
  • Soul man
  • Which will
  • Baby you know
  • Lost a lover
  • Hazey Jane I
  • Northern sky
  • Everything is gonna be ok
  • Poor boy
  • Down we fall
  • Do what you want
  • Time of no reply
  • Losowe utwory

    Baby pa

    Uh, check it out..
    Walkin through the ghetto and the feelin is fine
    Relaxation, no frustration
    Cause it s time to get live
    One hand whatches the other in this lonely street
    No justice, no peace
    Motherfuckers mo-il
    So we struggle...

    Audition

    Comeback to me enter the ghost of a loved one
    I still see her silhouette
    I took the seasons for granted now I m alone
    Somebody save me from losing it
    What s your ideal woman can you say
    Leave it to me
    We re going to find you a candidate
    Just wait and see for the...

    Right guy

    Girl, you know I got a thing for you
    That s right, I m talking to you, you sexy thing, so fascinating
    Girl, you know how much you want me to
    Don t lie, that s why you call my phone in the early morn

    Let me take you...

    Pewność niepewna

    Znasz ten moment w którym już,
    Gniew nie potrzebuje słów,
    Znasz ten moment w którym tracisz już kontrolę.
    Coraz szybciej płynie czas,
    Coraz mniej zostaje dnia,
    Coraz gorsze myśli biegną w twojej głowie.

    A wszyscy mówią, że
    Warto zwolnić bieg,
    Warto nadać życiu jakiś sens.

    Pozostawię wam swoją twarz w kamieniu.
    Zamknę w nim ten czas,
    Który miałem tu, żyję z...

    Sunday at 6:00 p.m.

    I don t know why
    Depression it comes and goes
    (throughout my whole life
    it s something that I ve known)
    Familiar to me like a recurring dream
    One happy moment
    The next I am sad
    because it grips me like I ve never felt
    I m sorry if I did anything
    can I be of any help?
    can I...