
My Legs Are Gone (Studio Demo) Crowded House
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The time has become, I go to the sleeping water now. The slow tide of spring, I am drawn towards you beckoning
Starting to grieve. But the dawn in slowing, coming down. And my legs are gone. And my friends say there’s nothing wrong
Caught on a bad day. Caught on a bad day. Don’t know on which side I am on. Caught on a bad day. Caught on a bad day
We’re drifting away, from a small candle burned out firewood. Well I turned and aim and I tremble for a moment, at the sight of you
Slow, hair sprayed, here comes the day of reckoning. And my legs are gone. And my friends say there’s nothing wrong
Caught on a bad day. Caught on a bad day. Don’t know on which sidе I am on. Caught on a bad day. Caught on a bad day
I’m gonna knock it when the big day comes. Lеt me hear the angels singing, ‘Hallelujah.’
Hair all wonder use, lying in a golden rubbish tent. And gather round his head, were expensive things he couldn’t take with him
And my legs are gone. ‘Cause I left them on the bottom floor. And the wise woman said, there’ll be things that can take man, for sure
And my legs are gone, but there’s one thing that I must do. Tell you I love you, look out the ocean, and tell me it’s not blue
Looks like summer. Looks like summer. Looks like everything I knew
Caught on a bad day. Caught on a bad day. But I still want to be with you
Starting to grieve. But the dawn in slowing, coming down. And my legs are gone. And my friends say there’s nothing wrong
Caught on a bad day. Caught on a bad day. Don’t know on which side I am on. Caught on a bad day. Caught on a bad day
We’re drifting away, from a small candle burned out firewood. Well I turned and aim and I tremble for a moment, at the sight of you
Slow, hair sprayed, here comes the day of reckoning. And my legs are gone. And my friends say there’s nothing wrong
Caught on a bad day. Caught on a bad day. Don’t know on which sidе I am on. Caught on a bad day. Caught on a bad day
I’m gonna knock it when the big day comes. Lеt me hear the angels singing, ‘Hallelujah.’
Hair all wonder use, lying in a golden rubbish tent. And gather round his head, were expensive things he couldn’t take with him
And my legs are gone. ‘Cause I left them on the bottom floor. And the wise woman said, there’ll be things that can take man, for sure
And my legs are gone, but there’s one thing that I must do. Tell you I love you, look out the ocean, and tell me it’s not blue
Looks like summer. Looks like summer. Looks like everything I knew
Caught on a bad day. Caught on a bad day. But I still want to be with you
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