Man Must Dance, så e det

Inlägget skrivet av Pierre Almquist

We're the people, the lucky
with the fragile bones
the ones who sit and worry
about getting to old
We're the people, the happy
with the broken hearts
the ones who draw a picture
and proclaim that it´s art

e're the people, the lucky
with the fragile bones
the ones who sit and worry
about catching a cold
We're the people, the happy
with the broken hearts
the ones who draw a picture
and proclaim that it´s art

You like to do it as a child on your own
you're in the jungle and the monkeys
take your mind from your home
How many times do they have to tell you
that it's perfectly fine for you to dance around
naked when you're all by yourself

We're the people, the lucky
with the fragile bones
the ones who sit and worry
about getting to old
You're the monkey in the jungle
trying to find your place
the one who let the sunset
bring a silly kind of smile on your face

ou like to do it as a child on your own
you're in the jungle and the monkeys
take your mind from your home
How many times do they have to tell you
that it's perfectly fine for you to dance around
naked when you're all by yourself

*a monkey needs to dance so do you*