This life

Faut que je me trouve un appart. Un 3 1/2. Où je pourrai faire de la musique et chanter, comme bon me semble!!
Ça presse!!!

This
This life is boring
This
This life right now is snoring

But that's all right
That's okay
It's still worth living

When it is not
I got the gun for my head
And I want to break free instead
But I could never pull the trigger
I get too scared
So I stand up instead

I go wild
Oh, there's a song, there's a song, there's a song, there's a song, there's a song,
There's a song
It's in my head
There's a song, there's a song
A little country song
That's in my head

Dear, dear man
Be nice to your girl
She knows that you could
Live without her
And so she cries in your arms
Every night
Til you walk out the door

She goes wild
Oh, there's a song, there's a song, there's a song, there's a song, there's a song,
There's a song
It's in my head
There's a song, there's a song
A little country song
It's in my head

On est parti, six ans de mer
Sans pouvoir border la terre
Au bout de la septième année
On a manqué de provisions

Oh, it's in my head
It's in my head
It's in my head
It's in my head