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Доброго понедельника, дорогие мои!
С сегодняшнего дня и на неделю я на работе - одна-одинёшенька, т.к. моё начальство и коллеги (как-то все разом) укатили на моря. Чувствую себя Владычицей Морскою: сама магазин открываю, сама закрываю, сама решаю где свет включить, где форточку открыть и Ричарда кормить или не кормить))) Спокойно, Тень, это шутка! Уже покормила)))
Поэтому что?
Поэтому у меня есть возможность спокойненько посидеть в дневниках и рассказать вам все то , о чем давно хотелось)
И пока я думаю, с чего бы начать, начну, как заведено, с музыки.
И пусть меня обвинят в пропаганде того, что нельзя пропагандировать,
don’t be offended, this might seem a
little wrong (с),
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Good guys
It’s not the cowboys that are missing anymore
That problem was already old in ’94
Don’t be offended, this might seem a
little wrong
Where have all the gay guys gone?
And to the romance when I was 14 years old
And to my heroes that was dressed up in gold
Only hoping one day I could be
so bold
Where have all the gay guys gone?
If we are all in the gutter
It doesn’t change who we are
‘Cause some of us in the gutter
Are looking up at the stars
If we are all in the gutter
It doesn’t change who we are
‘Cause some of us in the gutter
Are looking up at the stars
So tell me
Where have all the good guys
Where have all the good guys
Where have all the good guys gone?
Where have all the good guys
Where have all the good guys
Where have all the good guys gone?
Thank you Rufus, thank you Auden and James Dean
Thank you Emerson and Bowie for my dreams
Wilfred Owen, Kinsey, Whitman and Rimbaud
Thank you Warhol, thank you patience, thank you Porter and Cocteau
If we are all in the gutter
It doesn’t change who we are
‘Cause some of us in the gutter
Are looking up at the stars
If we are all in the gutter
It doesn’t change who we are
‘Cause some of us in the gutter
Are looking up at the stars
So tell me
Where have all the good guys
Where have all the good guys
Where have all the good guys gone?
Where have all the good guys
Where have all the good guys
Where have all the good guys gone?
If we are all in the gutter
It doesn’t change who we are
‘Cause some of us in the gutter
Are looking up at the stars
If we are all in the gutter
It doesn’t change who we are
‘Cause some of us in the gutter
Are looking up at the stars
So tell me
Where have all the good guys
Where have all the good guys
Where have all the good guys gone?
Where have all the good guys
Where have all the good guys
Where have all the good guys gone?
It’s not the cowboys that are missing anymore
That problem was already old in ’94
Don’t be offended, this might seem a little wrong
Where have all the good guys gone?
С сегодняшнего дня и на неделю я на работе - одна-одинёшенька, т.к. моё начальство и коллеги (как-то все разом) укатили на моря. Чувствую себя Владычицей Морскою: сама магазин открываю, сама закрываю, сама решаю где свет включить, где форточку открыть и Ричарда кормить или не кормить))) Спокойно, Тень, это шутка! Уже покормила)))
Поэтому что?
Поэтому у меня есть возможность спокойненько посидеть в дневниках и рассказать вам все то , о чем давно хотелось)
И пока я думаю, с чего бы начать, начну, как заведено, с музыки.
И пусть меня обвинят в пропаганде того, что нельзя пропагандировать,
don’t be offended, this might seem a
little wrong (с),
НО, чёрт возьми...
Оригинал: en.lyrsense.com/mika/good_guys_m
Copyright: lyrsense.com ©
Good guys
It’s not the cowboys that are missing anymore
That problem was already old in ’94
Don’t be offended, this might seem a
little wrong
Where have all the gay guys gone?
And to the romance when I was 14 years old
And to my heroes that was dressed up in gold
Only hoping one day I could be
so bold
Where have all the gay guys gone?
If we are all in the gutter
It doesn’t change who we are
‘Cause some of us in the gutter
Are looking up at the stars
If we are all in the gutter
It doesn’t change who we are
‘Cause some of us in the gutter
Are looking up at the stars
So tell me
Where have all the good guys
Where have all the good guys
Where have all the good guys gone?
Where have all the good guys
Where have all the good guys
Where have all the good guys gone?
Thank you Rufus, thank you Auden and James Dean
Thank you Emerson and Bowie for my dreams
Wilfred Owen, Kinsey, Whitman and Rimbaud
Thank you Warhol, thank you patience, thank you Porter and Cocteau
If we are all in the gutter
It doesn’t change who we are
‘Cause some of us in the gutter
Are looking up at the stars
If we are all in the gutter
It doesn’t change who we are
‘Cause some of us in the gutter
Are looking up at the stars
So tell me
Where have all the good guys
Where have all the good guys
Where have all the good guys gone?
Where have all the good guys
Where have all the good guys
Where have all the good guys gone?
If we are all in the gutter
It doesn’t change who we are
‘Cause some of us in the gutter
Are looking up at the stars
If we are all in the gutter
It doesn’t change who we are
‘Cause some of us in the gutter
Are looking up at the stars
So tell me
Where have all the good guys
Where have all the good guys
Where have all the good guys gone?
Where have all the good guys
Where have all the good guys
Where have all the good guys gone?
It’s not the cowboys that are missing anymore
That problem was already old in ’94
Don’t be offended, this might seem a little wrong
Where have all the good guys gone?
отлично, я считаю))
Круто как! А когда новогодние праздники, кто ухаживает за ним?)