un rodo cora - paris-stockholm/lady bracknell lyrics
i don’t have an income (it would interfere with my freedom)
i have no occupation and not even a profession
i have no plans to get one cause i’m lacking all ambition
and i don’t take no orders so i’ll never get promotion
i don’t like pedigrees
or bowing for the elderly
i loathe fine traditions
like begging for her hand
lady bracknell, may i marry your daughter?
your highness, may i marry your daughter?
i don’t like the hippies or the punks, the armani men
art dealers, drug dealers, right wingers, left wingers
people stuck in the past, the future or the present
i do like individuals but i’ve never really met one
i have no opinions (and if i did you wouldn’t like ‘em)
i have no tolerance
with stupidity or ignorance
and least of all with intolerance
i contradict myself in every breath but at least i always tell the truth
lady bracknell, may i marry your daughter?
your highness, may i merry your daughter?
Random Lyrics
- lil' moose - why they always talking shit? lyrics
- $ad fin - mario lyrics
- nathalie - smile-in-a-box lyrics
- grein - sveglio lyrics
- ohlif - roma lyrics
- ray blk - ride and die lyrics
- charming disaster - ragnarok lyrics
- happy monster band - konichiwa! lyrics
- k.a.a.n. - fool lyrics
- burcu güneş - yoh yoh lyrics