Skladba

London Blues

Rock and Roll

I threw the Big Apple through the London Eye
I held it once, I bit it twice
From dusk till dawn, I stepped on stones
I was the apple I held in my hand
I can´t stand the end
So I dropped the end of the thread and I´m waiting
Nothin´ has happpened, I can´t believe my apple´s dead

The Thame´s full of big apples, which one is mine
Are you cool enough baby in the morning

Nobody advised me, should I leave it at home
Never knew which direction it would choose
To be free without me, to flow into the river Thames
And that would be the end of my thread
I hope I can be, I hope I can be
Your guide next time in the greedy river Thames

The Thame´s full of big apples, which one is mine
Are you cool enough baby in the morning
Are you cool enough?
Am I cool enough?
Baby in the morning...