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One Republic
One Republic — Good life
One Republic — Good life (текст песни)
Woke up in London yesterday Found myself in the city near Piccadilly Don’t really know how I got here I got some pictures on my phone New names and numbers that I don’t know Address to places like Abbey Road Day turns to night, night turns to whatever we want We’re young enough to say [Chorus] Oh this has gotta be the good life This has gotta be the good life This could really be a good life, good life Say oh, got this feeling that you can’t fight Like this city is on fire tonight This could really be a good life A good, good life Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh [Verse 2] To my friends in New York, I say hello My friends in L.A. they don’t know Where I’ve been for the past few years or so Paris to China to Col-or-ado Sometimes there’s airplanes I can’ t jump out Sometimes there’s bullshit that don’t work now We are god of stories but please tell me-e-e-e What there is to complain about [Bridge 1] When you’re happy like a fool Let it take you over When everything is out You gotta take it in [Chorus] Oh this has gotta be the good life This has gotta be the good life This could really be a good life, good life Say oh, got this feeling that you can’t fight Like this city is on fire tonight This could really be a good life A good, good life Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh A good good life Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh [Bridge 2] Hopelessly I feel like there might be something that I’ll miss Hopelessly I feel like the window closes oh so quick Hopelessly I’m taking a mental picture of you now ’Cuz hopelessly The hope is we have so much to feel good about [Chorus] Oh this has gotta be the good life This has gotta be the good life This could really be a good life, good life Say oh, got this feeling that you can’t fight Like this city is on fire tonight This could really be a good life A good, good life Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh To my friends in New York, I say hello My friends in L.A. they don’t know Where I’ve been for the past few years or so Paris to China to Col-or-ado Sometimes there’s airplanes I can’ t jump out Sometimes there’s bullshit that don’t work now We are god of stories but please tell me-e-e-e What there is to complain about