Hey Rosetta! - Gold Teeth Lyrics
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Gold Teeth
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What Are The Lyrics For Gold Teeth By Hey Rosetta!?
All this hunger and
Such uncomfortable thirst Son be suffering, it's the song of your birth Sonny's singing now, gets me thinking how Everybody's dream is just everybody leaving While the mamas setting guilt trips See all the young hearts leaping Singing I, I, I I don't wanna go back Back, back, back to that I, I, I I don't wanna go back Back, back, back to that I, I, I I don't wanna go back Back, back, back to that I, I, I I don't wanna go back Back, back, back All this hunger is Always following us Out where we survive under poisonous skies They're dreaming but nobody's sleeping Just coked hearts speeding See all the gold teeth gleaming See all the young, healthy free men Just move into nothing Put my body on a wagon And carry me off to the ocean Let me float on into the eastern sun Out where tomorrow has just begun Where I used to be wild back in my time Now I just fight to sleep at night So render me up on to the elements Lay me in a light that I can trust Lay me in a light that I can trust Lay me in a light that I come from I, I, I I wanna go back Back, back to that I, I, I I wanna go back Back, back to that I, I, I I wanna go back Back, back to that I, I, I I wanna go back Back, back to that I, I, I I wanna go back Back, back to that I, I, I I wanna go back Back, back |
Who Wrote Gold Teeth By Hey Rosetta!?
Tim Baker
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What's The Duration Of The Gold Teeth By Hey Rosetta!?The duration of Gold Teeth is 4:26 minutes and seconds. |
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