Oasis - Be Here Now Lyrics
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Be Here Now
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What Are The Lyrics For Be Here Now By Oasis?
Wash your face in the morning sun
Flash your pen at the song that I'm singin' Touch down bass livin' on the run Make no sweat at the hole that you're diggin' Wrap up cold when it's warm outside Your shit jokes remind me of Digsy's Be my magic carpet ride Fly me down to Capitol City in the sun Kickin' up a storm From the day that I was born Sing a song for me, one from Let It Be Open up your eyes, get a grip of yourself inside So wash your face in the morning sun Flash your pen at the song that I'm singin' Touch down bass livin' on the run Make no sweat of the hole that you're diggin' Kickin' up a storm From the day that I was born Sing a song for me, one from Let It Be Open up your eyes, get a grip of yourself inside Inside (Get a grip) inside (Get a grip) inside (You betcha) (You betcha) So wrap up cold when it's warm outside Please sit down, you make me feel giddy Be my magic carpet ride Fly me down to Capitol City I've been kickin' up a storm From the day that I was born Sing a song for me, one from Let It Be Open up your eyes, get a grip of yourself inside (Get a grip inside) (Get a grip inside) (Get a grip inside) (Get a grip inside) (You betcha) Come on, come on, come on, come on Come on, come on, come on Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Come on, come on, come on, come on Come on, come on, come on Yeah, yeah, yeah |
Who Wrote Be Here Now By Oasis?
Noel Gallagher
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What's The Duration Of The Be Here Now By Oasis?The duration of Be Here Now is 5:12 minutes and seconds. |
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