Luyện nghe bài hát Nothing Ever Goes as Planned

Written by dennis
Lead vocals by dennis

What'cha going to do the sun goes down tonight
You'll hit the same old clubs, rap same old trash
right
You've got them silk shirts and them baggy pants
shoes in the colors that match
But the girls are bored
And you're feeling you're going to lose
got the g.q. blues

You get up every and you go to work each day
(you go to work, you go to work, you go to work)
Been doing the same damn job for ten years this may
(you've got to work, got to work, you've got to work)
been working and saving for your jamaican dream
Paradise is across the sea
But when your plane montego turns to monsoon
You've got the blues

'cause, nothing ever goes as
It's a hell of a
Even turn to sand
Like a in the ocean
so together and you act so civilized
But every time things go wrong you're still surprised
done your duty, you've paid a fortune in dues
Still got mother nature's blues

I strut around the stage a little king tonight
They'll scream for word and every note, that's right
But the show is over and I'm all alone
Can't my baby on the telephone
And I look mr. loneliness is in the news
I've got the big star

Boy, nothing goes as planned
a hell of a notion
Even pharaohs to sand
Like a in the ocean
I'm so and I act so civilized
But time that things go wrong
I'm surprised
I've done my and paid a fortune in dues
Still got them mother blues