Joy

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📅 Rok: 1994
✍️ Text: Ian Astbury 🎵 Hudba: The Cult
Yeah, I poisoned myself but I survived the thrill of life I altered my state of mind so I could fly, mmm Yeah, travelled beyond my pedestrian ties My innocence, yeah, and those sweet lies I rode in that car as far as it would take me, take me I don\'t need no gun I walk into the sun Find what\'s going on Find what\'s going down I don\'t need no gun I walk into your fun Fun into the sun Find what\'s going on Your velvet tear rolled down my back Your arms wrapped tight around me I felt so good knowing that you could let go with me, yeah I don\'t need no gun I walk into your sun Find what\'s going on Find what\'s going down I don\'t need no gun I walk into your fun I don\'t need the sun To find what\'s going on Crazy hippie girl Soft lips make me swirl More than I can feel Mystery to me Yeah-hey-yeah Joy d\'vivre, yeah Mysterious life, what do you hold for us in your cloak? I begin to shake, your horses, they are frightening me, well I don\'t need no gun I walk into your sun Find what\'s going on Find what\'s going down I don\'t need no gun I walk into your fun I don\'t need the sun To find what\'s going on Crazy hippie girl Soft lips make me swirl More than I can feel A mystery to me Had my child son I\'m a young king now Hey mysterious life Holy criticised Yeah-hey-yeah Yeah-hey-yeah Joy d\'vivre...

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