Luyện nghe bài hát Nothing Ever Goes as Planned

Written by dennis
vocals by dennis deyoung

What'cha going to do when the sun goes down
You'll hit the old clubs, rap that same old trash
right
You've got them real silk and them baggy pants
Dago shoes in the colors that
But the girls are acting
And you're like you're going to lose
You've got the g.q.

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

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

I strut around the stage like a king tonight
They'll scream for every and every note, that's right
But when the show is and I'm all alone
Can't reach my on the telephone
And everywhere I mr. loneliness is in the news
I've got the big blues

Boy, nothing goes as planned
a hell of a notion
Even pharaohs turn to
a drop in the ocean
I'm so together and I act so
But every that things go wrong
I'm surprised
I've done my duty and paid a in dues
Still got mother nature's blues