I saw the signs, I should've let you goBut

eu for rei ninguém vai me vencer em um

Moses, I have been removedI have seen the spectre,

packed my bags last night, pre-flightZero hour: 9 a.m. And

wish it awayDon't look at it like it's foreverBetween

1: Elton am here to tell you we can

packed my bags last night, pre-flightZero hour: 9 a.m. And

figured it out, the trick to the gameYou made

Desde el día que al mundo llegamosY nos ciega el brillo

morning, morning, in with the

your black icy stareOnce cut down, my friendOh, your

high-flying, high-flying birdMy high-flying, high-flying high-flying birdHas flown

2, 3 - ooh yeaOoh oh-oh...I hope you don't

Quando eu for rei ninguém vai me vencer em nenhum duelo!Eu

you're looking for the gloryYou think that you might

Nala? Where have you gone!? Please don't do this

hit 'em with a little ghetto Elton John

1: Fred I guess it would be nice, if

bet on our lives and we bet on the

Here's a songHere's a little punk rock song for