Hip Hop Kids · аккорды на гитаре · текст песни
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Oooh... Aaaah… ×4
I went
out to take a walk
with my
baby daughter.
Brought her
coat from Paris;
that one I bought her.
And we
brought some
bread to
feed the swans,
Fuck they were
already gone,
they were
already gone.
Ya ya the
punks are tough
Fuck those
rock and rollers
All the hip hop
kids
Think we give a shit,
well
We
don't, we
don't, we
don't.
We
don't, we
don't, we
don't.
Oooh... Aaaah… ×2
I'm your
mother's son,
that fucking
holy roller
And I just
stand still
Watch the
world grow
colder
And I can't
change, I can't
chaaange.
Ya ya the
punks are tough
Fuck those
rock and rollers
All the hip hop
kids
Think we give a shit,
well
We
don't, we
don't, we
don't.
We
don't, we
don't, we
don't.
And I got work to do when
I'll play with your
head in your
hands
I'll just
lay with my
head in my
hands.
Oooh... Aaaah… ×4
I'm not
afraid to
die.
Don't care if
I get
older.
Cry, cry, no
I don't
cry,
I just
take it
over.
I just
take it
over.
Oooh... Aaaah… ×2
Ooooh... You love those
rock and rollers.
Ooooh... You love those
rock and rollers.