Nickelback Rilis Single Terbarunya yang Berjudul HIGH TIME, Simak Liriknya

Editor Kapanlagi.com  |  Sabtu, 03 Desember 2022 11:03
Nickelback Rilis Single Terbarunya yang Berjudul HIGH TIME, Simak Liriknya
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Kapanlagi.com - Same old, same town, Going nowhere,

Need a brand new view in front of me

Don’t need no map no need to pack

And don’t care much if we come back

Sittin’ still just wasn’t meant for me

 

Some folks just go Straight & Narrow

Turns out that life ain’t right for me

Cause every time we cross state lines

The grass we find on the other side

Always seems to twist up twice as green

 

Well it’s high time you and I got rollin’

Some place else we just gotta be

That beat up van I bought you thought was stolen

Looked like hell but felt like home to me

 

Strummin’, thumpin’ on the dashboard

Purple haze makes it hard to see

Two rearview dice, three friends of mine

And four bald tires still rollin right

Taste of inspiration’s all we need.

 

Well it’s high time you and I got rollin’

(Like a rollin’ stone)

Some place else we just gotta be

That beat up van I bought you thought was stolen

(Ain’t been stollen long)

Looked like hell but felt like home to me

Eagles got us down to California

(Songs we’re singing on)

Beach boys got us surfin’ on the sea

We got stoned goin’ up to Colorado

(We been smoking’ on)

And couldn’t see the forest for the trees

 

Better take a picture

Cause baby I can betcha that

We won’t be round here for long

Freedom train keeps movin’ on

 

Stoppin’ off and take it slow

Top it off when we get low

Only way that this can last

If you got ass, the grass or gas.

 

Clappin’, Tappin’, get your groove on.

Front seat drums and back seat harmonies,

when we drive by your country side

stick out your thumb if you need a ride

No one knows just where this road will lead

 

Well it’s high time you and I got rollin’

(Like a rollin’ stone)

Some place else we just gotta be

That beat up van I bought you thought was stolen

(Ain’t been stollen long)

Looked like hell but felt like home to me

Eagles got us down to California

(Songs we’re singing on)

Beach boys got us surfin’ on the sea

We got Rocky Mountain high in Colorado

(We been smoking’ on)

And couldn’t see the forest for the trees