Verse 1. Well, the rock still rolls. The beat goes on. after all of this time. Faces change but the song's the same. And it feels so fine, play it one more time CHORUS. They want Americanmusic
Ai, ai, ai, ai. Й o canto do pregoneiro. Que com sua harmonia. Traz alegria. In South American Way. Ai, ai, ai, ai. E o que traz no seu tabuleiro. Vende pra ioiф. Vende pra iaiб. In South
baby I've got the music in me. E questa notte che mi fa impazzire, come la maionese. I've got the music in me. E questa notte che mi fa volare, come la biancaneve. I've got the music in me. Piu
Verse 1. Well, the rock still rolls. The beat goes on. after all of this time. Faces change but the song's the same. And it feels so fine, play it one more time CHORUS. They want Americanmusic
?. Is it a knife?. Is it a wallet?. This is your life. It ain't no secret. It ain't no secret. The secret my friend. You can get killed just for living in your American skin 41 shots. 41 shots. 41
Bài hát American Noise - Skillet. Angry words and honking cars. Satellites and falling stars. Distant dark blue radios that whisper down my boulevards. Ghosts and chains rattle in the attic. Broken
