|
The Walkabouts - Immaculate lyrics
Said this was our town The joke it was on us We were just passin thru' On the way to givin' up Joked this was our town That someday we'd be thrilled By anything we loved And everything we killed But the biggest risk we'll ever take Will be to stay here in one place Swearin' gold is struck On the way to givin' up I try not to forget How close we came to it Ooh -- Immaculate ... ooh -- Immaculate ... Ain't we strange enough That we don't have to prove We know how to last And we know how to lose Gonna chase it down Find the truth in store Were we better off Just one stop before? Will there be a run of days, When sittin' pretty will make sense? When somethin' like a prayer, Up and pays the rent? I try not to forget How close we came to it Ooh -- Immaculate ... ooh -- Immaculate ... You're the fever that I dream The only dream I dream awake A dream the mornin' cannot shake You're the fever that I dream The only dream I dream awake A dream the mornin' cannot shake (the fever that I dream) Ooh -- Immaculate ... ooh -- Immaculate ... Ooh -- Immaculate ... ooh -- Immaculate ... |
|
||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Last added lyrics |
|---|
 Fornika by Die Fantastischen Vier |
 The Dangermen Sessions, Vol. 1 by Madness |
 Version by Mark Ronson |
 Kina by Kina |
 Twenty Four Seven by Tina Turner |
