Idioma Origen:
I remember when I saw the sea freeze
But it said nothing about the birds and the bees
They were swarming around my head
You'll be better off dead
But I ain't going down like that
I ain't going down like that
Cos I'm better than him and I know where I've been
You know where god I'm bound
And I'm higher to sin but don't we all sin
If that is the truth then the truth is grim
Now it ain't easy in jail, the stories for sale
Your father has died while he's gripped for bail
He points to the west and he leaves out the rest
And wants you to be his special guest
ooooooooooooooooh
I remember when I saw the leaves fall
I was in the woods, and the gown you wouldn't wear to the Ball
Into the ditch I fly
Wanted dead or alive
But I ain't going down like that
No I ain't going down like that
Cos I'm better than him and I know where I've been
You know where god I'm bound
And I'm higher to sin but don't we all sin
If that is the truth then the truth is grim
Now it ain't easy in jail, the stories for sale
Your father has died while he's gripped for bail
He points to the west and he leaves out the rest
And wants you to be his special guest
oooooooooooohh
Hi Hi Hi
Cos I'm better than him and I know where I've been
You know where god I'm bound
And I'm higher to sin but don't we all sin
If that is the truth then the truth is grim
And STOP!
Idioma Destino:
I remember when I saw the sea freeze
But it said nothing about the birds and the bees
They were swarming around my head
You'll be better off dead
But I ain't going down like that
I ain't going down like that
Cos I'm better than him and I know where I've been
You know where god I'm bound
And I'm higher to sin but don't we all sin
If that is the truth then the truth is grim
Now it ain't easy in jail, the stories for sale
Your father has died while he's gripped for bail
He points to the west and he leaves out the rest
And wants you to be his special guest
ooooooooooooooooh
I remember when I saw the leaves fall
I was in the woods, and the gown you wouldn't wear to the Ball
Into the ditch I fly
Wanted dead or alive
But I ain't going down like that
No I ain't going down like that
Cos I'm better than him and I know where I've been
You know where god I'm bound
And I'm higher to sin but don't we all sin
If that is the truth then the truth is grim
Now it ain't easy in jail, the stories for sale
Your father has died while he's gripped for bail
He points to the west and he leaves out the rest
And wants you to be his special guest
oooooooooooohh
Hi Hi Hi
Cos I'm better than him and I know where I've been
You know where god I'm bound
And I'm higher to sin but don't we all sin
If that is the truth then the truth is grim
And STOP!