Buzzcocks - Under the Sun Lyrics
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Under the Sun
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What Are The Lyrics For Under the Sun By Buzzcocks?
I never meant to drive you away
I really want you to stay I feel you're being unkind When you say I'm a waste of time But I can't get you out of my mind Been the same since long ago Give and take takes two you know Only goes to show there's nothing new under the sun And when I feel on a roll You open up my soul Is it or isn't it me Was I so blind that I just couldn't see I'm tired of this ambiguity Been the same since long ago Give and take takes two you know Only goes to show there's nothing new under the sun All uphill feelings low Such a little so and so Only goes to show there's nothing new under the sun Why on earth can I never win Why has fate such a mocking grin Is it or isn't it me Was I so blind that I just couldn't see I'm tired of this ambiguity Why on earth can I never win Why has fate such a mocking grin I feel you're being unkind When you say I'm a waste of time But I can't get you out of my mind Been the same since long ago Give and take takes two you know Only goes to show there's nothing new under the sun All uphill feelings low Such a little so and so Only goes to show there's nothing new under the sun Only goes to show there's nothing new under the sun New under the sun |
Who Wrote Under the Sun By Buzzcocks?
Peter Shelley
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What's The Duration Of The Under the Sun By Buzzcocks?The duration of Under the Sun is 3:31 minutes and seconds. |
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