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Intro
<u>Em</u> <u>G</u> <u>Bm</u> <u>A</u>
verse 1
Topanga's hot tonight the city by the bay
Has movie stars and liquor stores and soft decay
The rumbling from distant shores sends me to sleep
But the facts of life can sometimes make it hard to dream
Pre-Chorus 1
Life rocked me like Mötley
Grab me by the ribbons in my hair
Life rocked me ultra-softly
Like the heavy metal that you wear
I'm flying to the moon again
Dreaming about heroin
How I gave you everything
And took your life away
I put you on an aeroplane
Destined for a foreign land
My hope's that you come back again
And tell me everything's
O-kay ay-ay-ay ay ay-ay-ay
Bay ay-ay-abe yeah-ay-ay-ay
verse 2
Topanga's hot today Manson's in the air
And all my friends have come 'cause they still feel him here
I want to leave I'll probably stay another year
It's hard to leave when absolutely nothing's clear
Pre-Chorus 2
Life rocked me like Mötley
Bad beginning to my new year
Life rocked me ultra-softly
Like the heavy metal that you hear
I'm flying to the moon again
Dreaming about heroin
And how I gave you everything
And took your life away
I put you on the aeroplane
Destined for a foreign land
I thought that you'd come back again
To tell me everything's
O-kay ay-ay-ay ay ay-ay-ay
Bay ay-ay-abe yeah-ay-ay-ay
Bridge
It's fucking hot hot winter in the city
Something 'bout this weather made these kids go crazy
It's hot even for February
Something 'bout this sun has made these kids get scary
Oh oh-oh-oh writing in blood on the walls and shit like
Oh oh my God tripping off from the walls into the darks and shit
Oh hoh-hoh-hoh I'll be lying if I said I wasn't sick of it
Lead me baby come on come on come on come on
I'm flying to the moon again
Dreaming about marzipan
Taking all my medicine
To take my thoughts away
I'm getting on that aeroplane
Leaving my old man again
I hope that I come back one day
To tell you that I really
O-kay ay-ay-ay ay ay-ay-ay
Bay ay-ay-abe yeah-ay-ay-ay
Cha a-a-anged a a-a-anged
Bay ay-ay-abe yeah-ay-ay-ay
Outro
It's hot hot something 'bout the city
Don't know what it is and makes my head get crazy
Oh oh-oh-oh makes me feel like I can change
Oh hoh-hoh-hoh all of my evil ways and shit
Mmm mmm-mmm-mmm mmm mmm-mmm-mmm
Oh mmm-mmm-mmm I'll be lying if I said I wasn't sick of it
(moins de barrés)