Molotov Jive
Made In Spain

It´s time to break your pencils
It´s time to be confused
Time to put up and make up for the time you lose
I feel them things that tie me
slowly lose their grip
I hold my breath and dive for the surface to split it
And I was truly acting
Like I had a heart of gold
Bite down on that book cos in seven weeks...

...We´ll run
We´ll get lost in the spanish sun
Anna, she cried all night cos she dont see no light
Hold me tight like a gun
Getting lost in the spanish sun
Anna, she cried all night cos she don´t see no light
Hold me tight

It´s time to pick up something
There´s something left to do
And I´ll cut you cos you want it
I´m trying to break with something
It´s getting hard to prove
But this stone in my chest gets me through
It´s time to break your pencils
It´s time to be confused
Beacuase in seven weeks...

...We´ll run
We´ll get lost in the spanish sun
Anna, she cried all night cos she dont see no light
Hold me tight like a gun
Getting lost in the spanish sun
Anna, she cried all night cos she don´t see no light
Hold me tight
Alright!

And I will lose my head
On the streets of Barcelona
God I´m glad I phoned ya´
I stay in bed without you


Mirror lyrics:

I stay in bed without you
God I´m glad I phoned ya´
On the streets of Barcelona
And I will lose my head

Alright!
Hold me tight
Anna, she cried all night cos she don´t see no light
Getting lost in the spanish sun
Hold me tight like a gun
Anna, she cried all night cos she dont see no light
We´ll get lost in the spanish sun
...We´ll run

Beacuase in seven weeks...
It´s time to be confused
It´s time to break your pencils
But this stone in my chest gets me through
It´s getting hard to prove
I´m trying to break with something
And I´ll cut you cos you want it
There´s something left to do
It´s time to pick up something

Hold me tight
Anna, she cried all night cos she don´t see no light
Getting lost in the spanish sun
Hold me tight like a gun
Anna, she cried all night cos she dont see no light
We´ll get lost in the spanish sun
...We´ll run

Bite down on that book cos in seven weeks...
Like I had a heart of gold
And I was truly acting
I hold my breath and dive for the surface to split it
slowly lose their grip
I feel them things that tie me
Time to put up and make up for the time you lose
It´s time to be confused
It´s time to break your pencils


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