Hanoi Rocks - Sweet Home Surburbia Lyrics
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Sweet Home Surburbia
Sweet Home Surburbia Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Sweet Home Surburbia By Hanoi Rocks?
She would come to me from down in the city
Offering her love on a plate I said "I don't want no city emotions Where I'm from love is cold" So she'd leave back to the central just to never return Stayed in my sweet suburbian home Although suburb is cold, so cold Gimme sex, gimme drugs, gimme all the love they've got They give me money, they give me shelter They give me everything they've got I don't want no city emotions, no, no Where I'm from love is cold I don't want to leave to the city cause suburbs is my home - Sometimes day is as dark as a night When suburban natives fight They've got no urban desires They burn in the suburban fire - My roots is home in the blocks The roots of the hanoi rocks Suburban winds in the night make us know we're alive, alive They gimme sex, they give me drugs, they give me all the love they've Got They give me money they give me shelter They give everything they've got that's what I need... Don't want no city emotions Cause where I'm from love is cold I don't want to leave to the city ''cause suburbs is my home - Gimme sex, oh gimme drugs, gimme all the love that you've got Gimme money, give me your home Gimme everything that you've got I don't want no city emotions... suburb is my home - |
Who Wrote Sweet Home Surburbia By Hanoi Rocks?
Andy Mccoy
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What's The Duration Of The Sweet Home Surburbia By Hanoi Rocks?The duration of Sweet Home Surburbia is 4:42 minutes and seconds. |
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