الأغاني:
Sam Roberts We Were Born In A Flame

, what I don't wanna be A dead end on the family tree And I just lost my virginity To a girl who won't remember me at all Took her out on a shopping spree

behind Eileen says I'm a boy, not a man Cryin' on the corner with my head in my hands I called her name and she ran Slippin' through my fingers like a

I feel your eyes each time we meet An' I'm just staring at my feet Yea you got me on the run You got me hiding from the sun You're so cold I get a chill

baby (Singing baby) Keep on, keep on singing Taj Mahal, Taj Mahal I'm buildin' a beautiful statue To make sure that no one forgets you Yea I'm buildin' a

Kung-Fu grooves That can never be imitated She's got a fashion queen walk And she wears her blue jeans faded He's got moves with the puck That we've

to the sky In this wreck of a life that I'm in In this mess of a life that I'm in Come on you got a lot to give, a lot to live for And hope it all gets

We all just turn away And we are stealing from ourselves We are feeding off ourselves But we were born in the flame We need a cool breeze and a summer

I met a girl on a farm we started carrying on Late at night she said "Honey won't you stay?? and I said "Baby that just ain't the way I live? I had this

Bazaar You were meant to be mine You were meant to be mine I saw fourteen children In your lovely brown eyes To be King and Queen Was just a disguise You were