What Deaner Was Talkin' About
The wash is out
It's hanging up
And all I have
Is nothing
Nothing to do
Nothing to say
I think I must be dreaming
The sun comes up and I'm all washed out
Is this what Deaner was talkin' about
I don't think I will ever return again my friend
If I was king
I'd wear a ring
And never hurt my people
I'd stay alert
And dress to kill
I might even slip you something
The sun comes up and I'm all washed out
Is this what Deaner was talkin' about
I don't think I will ever return again my friend
The sun comes up and I'm all washed out
Is this what Deaner was talkin' about
I don't think I will ever return again my friend
Sobre o que o Deaner Estava Falando
A roupa tá lavada
Tá pendurada
E tudo que eu tenho
É nada
Nada pra fazer
Nada pra dizer
Acho que devo estar sonhando
O sol nasce e eu tô todo acabado
É isso que o Deaner tava falando?
Acho que nunca mais vou voltar, meu amigo
Se eu fosse rei
Usaria um anel
E nunca machucaria meu povo
Ficaria esperto
E me vestiria pra arrasar
Talvez até te desse algo
O sol nasce e eu tô todo acabado
É isso que o Deaner tava falando?
Acho que nunca mais vou voltar, meu amigo
O sol nasce e eu tô todo acabado
É isso que o Deaner tava falando?
Acho que nunca mais vou voltar, meu amigo