. Whose side you're on. If suicides an option, . Then write another song. And we can sing along, . We can sing along. We can sing along. When you're dead and gone. . Chorus. . Take the records off
When the Kingdom comes, he puts his records on. And with his blistered thumb hits play. And with the volume up he goes and fills his cup. And lets the drummer drum take away the pain, the pain
Bài hát Put Your Records On - Juliet Topaz. Three little birds, sat on my window. . And they told me I don't need to worry. . Summer came like cinnamon . So sweet, . Little girls double-dutch on
