Alba s touto skladbou:
Saturday Nights & Sunday Mornings,
Gonna get out on the road tonight
I got a hollow in my head
I'm just checking it up,
Baby, one more time for you
Checking it up,
Until the pot hits the sky
It's like I think
I'm sick of cocaine
But i've got a feeling like
it's running in my brains
Checking it up,
Baby,one more time for you
Checking it up,
Until the pot hits the sky
Even the best best years
leave a lot to be desired
when they pass you by.
All these seasons
All this time
SPINNING PAST
until they leave you
all behind
Lay me down in the circle
where the spotlight shines
All this pleasure gets me high
Some people will cut you
Until you're bleeding
But not me
I just want to do it to myself
I'm just checking it up,
Baby,one more time for you
Checking it up,
Until the pot hits the sky
Even the best years
are a waste of time
But,Baby,I'm a big star now
All these seasons,
All this time
SPINNING PAST
until they leave you
all behind
Lay me down in a circle
where the spotlight shines
All this pleasure gets me high
All these seasons,
All this time
Spinning past
until they leave you
all behind
Lay me down in the circle
Where the spotlight shines
TURN YOUR back on the people
who draw the line
Put your faith in the answers
that you can find
Hit the GROUND HARD
Running down that highway line
Say a prayer for the ones
you left behind
All this pleasure gets me high
I don't want to give it back......
