One look sent knees to the ground, Young bloods can’t be settling down Young hearts need the pressure to pound, So hold me close my baby
Don’t lie, I want ‘em to know God’s love die young, is he ready to go? It’s the last time running through snow Where the vaults are full and the fire is bold
I want to know, does it bother you? The low click of a ticking clock There’s a lifetime right in front of you And everyone I know
Young turks, young Saturday nights Young hips shouldn’t break on the ice Old flames, they can warm you tonight So keep it cool, my baby
Don’t lie, I want ‘em to know Got love feelings and the tournament’s gold It’s the last time running through snow Where the vaults are full and the is bold
I want to know, does it bother you? The low click of a ticking clock There’s a headstone right in front of you And everyone I know
Don’t lie, I’m want ‘em to know God’s love die young, are you ready to go? It’s the last time running through snow Cause the fire can’t last and the winter’s cold I want to know, does it bother you? The low click of a ticking clock There’s a lifetime right in front of you And everyone I know
Young turks, young Saturday nights Young hips shouldn’t break on the ice Old flames, they can warm you tonight So keep it cool, my baby
Moi je ne sais pas ce que c’est l’ennui. L’ennui j’en ai entendu parler. Je sais qu’il y a des gens qui s’ennuient. Mais moi, je ne sais pas ce que c’est l’ennui. Il y a toujours quelque chose à faire. Je ne sais pas, on peut découper les pages d’un livre, on peut faire des mots croisés, on peut prendre des notes. Il y a toujours quelque chose à faire. Moi je voudrais que les journées aient 30 heures, tu vois, parce que je ne m’ennuie jamais