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Here I am, where I’ve been
I’ve walked a hundred miles in tobacco skin,
And my clothes are worn & gritty.
And I know ugliness,
Now show me something pretty.
I was a dumb punk kid with nothing to lose
And too much weight for walking shoes.
I could have died from being boring.
As for loneliness,
She greets me every morning.

At the most I’m a glare,
I’m the hopeless son who’s hardly there.
I’m the open sign that’s always busted.
I’m the friend you need, but can’t be trusted.

At the most I’m a glare,
I’m the hopeless son who’s hardly there.
I’m the open sign that’s always busted.
I’m the friend you need, but can’t be trusted.

Here I am, where I’ve been
I’ve walked a hundred miles in tobacco skin,
And my clothes are worn & gritty.
And I know ugliness,
Now show me something pretty.

At the most I’m a glare,
I’m the hopeless son who’s hardly there.
I’m the open sign that’s always busted.
I’m the friend you need, but can’t be trusted.

At the most I’m a glare,
I’m the hopeless son who’s hardly there.
I’m the open sign that’s always busted.
I’m the friend you need, but can’t be trusted.

ZBYSZEK, ZBYSZEK - KOLEGA Z WOJSKA
ZBYSZEK, ZBYSZEK - POSTAĆ RADOSNA
ZBYSZEK, ZBYSZEK - KOLEGA Z WOJSKA
ZBYSZEK

ZBYSZEK, ZBYSZEK - KOLEGA Z WOJSKA
ZBYSZEK, ZBYSZEK - POSTAĆ RADOSNA
ZBYSZEK, ZBYSZEK - KOLEGA Z WOJSKA
ZBYSZEK - SKOCZYŁ Z WIEŻOWCA

GODZINA ÓSMA
ZBYSZEK STAJE NA KRAWĘDZI
ZAMYKA...

Why do people believe in some old sign? (2x)
To hear a hoot owl holler, someone is surely dyin

Some will break a mirror, cry bad luck for seven years (2x)
And if a black cat crosses them, they ll break right down in tears

To dream of muddy water, trouble is knockin...

Ask if we can have six in
If not we ll have to have two
You re coming up our end aren t you
I ll get one with you
Oh won t he let us have six in?
Especially not with the food
He could have just told us no though
He didn t have to...

Bring your head against the wall
So I can see where I will fall
Bring your mind into my head
Find your playing den

All in all it´s just a start
All we had was more than that
All in all I can´t go back
To where we started...

[Intro]
Yeah, whassup baby, whatchu doing?
Nothing?
It s funny, I m doing nuthin too
And I m bored, so why don t we do somethin together
Just go on and put on your sexy little clothes
And I ll ride on...