Текст, перевод и аккорды “Baba O'Riley”
- Out here in the fields, I fight for my meals I get my back into my living I dont need to fight, to prove Im right I dont need to be forgiven Dont cry, dont raise your eye Its only teenage wasteland Sally, take my hand Well travel south, cross land Put out the fire and dont look past my shoulder The exodus is here The happy ones are near Lets get together befor we get much older Teenage wasteland Its only teenage wasteland Teenage wasteland (its only) teenage wasteland Theyre all wasted!
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