Aerosmith - Rats in the cellar

Tekst :

Goin under - rats are in the cellar
goin under - skin is turnin yella
nose is runny - losin my connection
losin money - gettin no affection
New York City blues
east side, west side blues
throw me in the slam
catch me if you can
believe
that you re wearin , tearin me apart *
safe complainin - cause everything s rotten
go insanin - and ain t a thing forgotten *
feelin cozy - rats are in the cellar
cheeks re rosy - skin s turnin yella
*** - lookin rather lazy
see my body - pushin up a-daisies

Inne utwory

  • Red house
  • Rockin pneumonia and the boogie woogie flu
  • Chip away at the stone
  • Rattlesnake shake
  • Sudona sunrise
  • Kings and queens
  • Dude
  • Hollywood
  • Gotta love it
  • Crazy
  • Monkey on my back
  • Taste of India
  • Livin on the edge
  • Somebody
  • Avant garden
  • Outta your head
  • Losowe utwory

    Everyday

    Everyday when I m away
    I m thinking of you
    Everyone can carry on
    Except for we two
    And you know that our love
    And you know that I
    And you know that our love won t die

    (Chorus:)
    And it...

    Stop

    All that I have is all that you ve given me
    did you never worry that I d come to depend on you
    I gave you all the love I had in me
    now I find you ve lied and I can t believe it s true...

    Can i get a witness

    Listen everybody
    especially you boys
    it is right to be left alone
    when the one you love is never home

    I love too hard
    my friends sometimes say
    but I believe I believe
    that a man should be loved that way

    War

    Oh no-there s got to be a better way
    Say it again
    There s got to be a better way-yeah
    What is it good for?
    *War has caused unrest
    Among the younger generation
    Induction then destruction
    Who wants to die?
    War-huh

    Penny royalty

    I m on my time with everyone
    I have a very bad posture

    Sit and drink pennyroyal tea
    Distill the life inside of me
    Sit and drink pennyroyal tea
    I m anaemic royalty

    Give me a Leonard Cohen afterworld
    So I...