vendredi 9 février 2007

Run Baby Run (Garbage, Bleed Like Me, 2005)



Love can be so strange
Don't it amaze you?
Every time you give yourself away
It comes back to haunt you
Love's an elusive charm and it can be painful
To understand this crazy world
But you're not gonna crack
No you're never gonna crack

Run my baby run my baby run
Run from the noise of the street and the loaded gun
Too late for solutions to solve in the setting sun
So run my baby run my baby run

Life can be so cruel
Don't it astound you?
So when nothing seems too certain or safe
Let it burn through you
You can keep it pure on the inside
And you know what you believe to be right
So you're not gonna crack
No you're never gonna crack

Run my baby run my baby run
Run from the noise of the street and the loaded gun
Too late for solutions to solve in the setting sun
So run my baby run my baby run

Find out who you are before you regret it
Cause life is so short there's no time to waste it

So run my baby run my baby run
Run from the noise of the street and the loaded gun
Too late for solutions to solve in the setting sun
So run my baby run my baby run




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Plan SergeB, Renforcement VMA S6

20' echauf + 6 x 1000m à 90% de VMA en 05:03 R 2' + 10' récup

Playlist : Reverend Horton Heat - Lucky Seven


Avec en particulier cette petite merveille :

You take the dog
I'll take the Galaxy 500
You get the cat
I get the couch you don't want anymore

You take the fish
I'll take the bone
You take the dishes
While you're at it take my soul
But things ain't so bad
Cause i got a galaxy 500

You get the house
I get a cheap motel room
You get a friend
Nut that should not matter to me anymore
You have a thang he's just a friend
I can't believe that this is the end
But things aint so bad
Cause I got a Galaxy 500
Galaxy 500 in a Galaxy 500
Galaxy 500

I'm in my own galaxy 1973
In my own galaxy
You probably would have wanted this too
But it's not air conditioned
No it's not air conditioned
No it's not air conditioned
No it's not air conditioned
It's not air conditioned

Open the trunk
All of my dirty laundry
All of my junk in the yard
And scattered out into the street
You have the thing with my old guitar
I can't believe that you took it this far
But things ain't so bad
Cause i got a Galaxy 500
Galaxy 500
In a Galaxy 500
Galaxy 500
In a galaxy 500




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Turin J-65

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