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Friday night, I pull into the station
The same routine, the same old situation
Pushing through the crowd
and then I hear a song
and I wonder if the good old days
are really gone

We used to be crazier
now we re so serious
Was life really easier?
Or were we just idiots?

Am I too young?
Am I too old?
Is there something wrong with the radio?
It doesn t rock
It doesn t roll
Is there something wrong with the radio?

We d stay out all night
to see our favorite band
Hanging out backstage
was like the holy land

We used to be crazier
And now we re so serious
Was life really easier?
Or were we just idiots?

Am I too young?
Am I too old?
Is there something with the radio?
It doesn t rock
It doesn t roll
Is there something with the radio?
Am I too young?
Am I too old?
Is there something with the radio?
I just wanna rock
I wanna roll
Is there something with the radio?

We d turn up the radio
And wake up the neighbours
Was it so long ago?
It seems like it was only yesterday

Am I too young?
Am I too old?
Is there something with the radio?
It doesn t rock
It doesn t roll
Is there something with the radio?
Am I too young?
Am I too old?
Is there something with the radio?
I just wanna rock
I wanna roll
Is there something with the radio?

Oooh
Radio
Oooh
Radio
Oooh
Radio
Oooh
Radio

The sun kisses the morning dew
just the way that i m kissing you
The birds are tweeting in sweet harmony
Teaching the free world how to be free

The day is new and a good one too
How can i prove my love...

… kraj to dzikem był, borem ponurem porosły,
gdzie smolarz w wądole siarkę tlił,
gdzie stukot stawidła i bas tura doniosły,
gdzie żerenie bobrowe, kosze wiklinowe,
światowidła i swarożyca posagi granitowe,
… i nie cenion ten kruszon, czy kruszec,
Tam kołacz i miód, wnyk, płóg i czepiec.

I spokojny to kraj, śród jezior tonący.
I przaśny ten chleb...

[Verse 1]
Scratched up my whip bout three or four times.
Broke up my sh*t bout three or four times.
Got back with her bout three or four times.
ooohohhhh
Every two weeks she call the police.
Every two weeks your boy gotta leave.
And in two weeks shes back...

Chrystian daj spokój, nie warto się wychylać.
Politycznie poprawnie, to ideały na wodzy trzymać.
Nie stawaj okoniem, Spartakusa nie zgrywaj,
Można jeszcze przeprosić, czas zatrzymać.

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¬le sypiasz, mamroczesz coś o jakimś niebie.
Mówią żeś na wszystko jest zdecydowany
Chciałem ciebie ostrzec, że w piątek ukrzyżują ci plany.

Zajadą czarną wołgą, będą...

Back to the street where we began
Feeling as good as lovers can, you know
Now we re feeling so good

Back to the street where we began
Feeling as good as love, you could, you can
Now we re feeling so good

Back to the street where we began
Feeling as good as love, you could(because?),...