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Letras: Oomalama

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1. Oomalama
2. Breakfast
3. One's Too Many
4. Bed-In
5. Hot Dog
6. Down On Me
7. Flame On
8. Here I Go
9. I'm The Sun
10. Buttermilk
11. Bye Bye
12. Wow!
13. Wannabee
14. Indian Summer


Oomalama

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Breakfast

Cold September morn I was reborn
the sun gate crashed through my front door
Upon my soul, my life's made whole
I'd only ask for anymore if sometime soon
If I could wish upon your kiss then..
Cold April night, no end in sight
the letters pile behind her door
Upon my soul, I'm growing old
I'd only ask for one thing more if sometime soon
I'll be the words, you'll be the tune
Sometimes I can't help falling down(x4)
Cold September morn, I was reborn,
the sun gate crashed through my front door
Upon my soul my life's made whole
I d only ask for one thing more if sometime soon
If I could fly upon your silence

Sometimes I can't help falling down(x4)


One's Too Many

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Bed-In

I've watched so much TV my head's gone square
If I tried I could go anywhere
I think I'll take a walk around the block
and back to bed and this time without socks

I close my eyes and the blankets sigh, "hello, how are you there?"
I close my eyes and I realize that I'm off without a care
I close my eyes and the blankets sigh, "hello, how are you there?"
I close my eyes and I realize that I'm off without a care

I think I'll take a look inside the fridge
and pull the blankets right up to my chin
I think I'll take a walk up to the shop
and back to bed and this time wearing socks

I close my eyes and the blankets sigh, "hello, how are you there?"
I close my eyes and I realize that I'm off without a care
I close my eyes and the blankets sigh, "hello, how are you there?"
I close my eyes and I realized that I'm off without a care

I close my eyes and the blankets sigh, "hello, how are you there?"
I close my eyes and I realized that I'm off without a care
I close my eyes and the blankets sigh, "hello, how are you there?"
I close my eyes and I realized that I'm off without a care


Hot Dog

The things you do to me while holding me tight
Were in your head but not your heart
And with that other guy who you spent your night
Are you as dead? Does it really hurt?
And does it matter to you that you put me down?
You took me down from great to small
Do you even realize that the look when you sigh
Made me wish I'd never come at all
And now I wonder if you think like me
I guess you don't as you never did
When you find out that the friends you have need
Someone to be honest with


Down On Me

Jesus take my life from me
One day in the past I adored you, now I owe you
There's that drink upon the table
Who's that whispering behind me
Heaven help a boy like me
One day in the past I knelt before you, now I own you
But I think I might be able
Who's that standing behind me
Turn the lights out down on me


Flame On

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Here I Go

Ever walk down the street on your own
Ever felt that the earth was your home
As the road passes under my feet
These words I meet
Here I go again
Down this road my friend
Don't pretend you can't live all alone
Carry weights round your neck when you roam
Take my hand and we're both flying high
These words I cry


I'm the Sun

I can do anything, or so I think
I can go anywhere, I just don't care
These feet I stand on, I can do nothing wrong
I can be anyone, I am the sun
I went in your head, I just don't care


Buttermilk

My my my she kiss the sky
Licked it up without a smile
Buttermilk was on her chin
Same color as her white skin
And it's all here for you
My my my she pulled me down
Nailed my feet back on the ground


Bye Bye

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Wow!

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Wannabee

I really had to laugh when you stabbed me in the back
And like a dog in heat she said she'd stay with me
So I wrote this little song to help me get along
And I took it to the band guitar in my hand
I don't know what I wannabee, what do I wannabee
More than I could take she said this had to break
And it came as no surprise when I had to lie
I don't know what I wannabee, what do I wannabee


Indian Summer

Breakfast in the cemetery
Boy taste them wild cherry
Touch girl, apple blossom
Just a boy playing possum
We'll come back for Indian Summer
And go our separate ways
What is that cheerful sound?
Rain falling on the ground
We'll wear a jolly crown
Buckle up we're homeward bound
We'll come back for Indian Summer