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Testo canzone: Hung In A Bad Place (Manic Street Preachers) I can go where I wanna Be who I wanna be now I can sleep under water And not worry what I'm gonna dream now yeah the time's come and gone And I know where I'm from I can be so It's hasta maņana You're on your own banana-skin feet now Yeah I've been Hung in a bad place I've no Sun on my face I've been Hung in a bad place for too long I can say what I wanna Feel how I wanna feel now I can squeeze all the hours of juice To devour with ease now I can sing to the trees As I'm not on my knees for free, Yeah-heh-heh-he-he-he-he (?) You've been bought and you're stolen Nature is callin for me You got me Yeah i've been Hung in a bad place I've no Sun on my face I've been Hung in a bad place for too long Yeah I've been Hung in a bad place I've no Sun on my face I've been Hung in a bad place for too long For too long, for too long, for too long For too long, for too long, for too long For too long, for too looooooooooooooooong |