Letra de
Uncle Boosh And The Fifty-sixers - Wasted All My Dreams

Please tell me where i am going
Flying flowin flowin cool.
The sinner aint to hard to follow
Guess the - Pill is gettin hard to swallow
Pre-Chorus
The truth remains until its out
I may slip through time
Precious gifts of mine im
Wasting, wasting all those dreams
Crowded rooms that fill
I got Tunnel visions still, I'm
Wasting, wasting all my dreams
Im wa-sting-all-my-dreams
Called the doctor he said maybe
What the who and where and when
Travelin through the crowded forest
Oh my feelings takin over me
I may slip through time
Precious gifts of mine im
Wasting, wasting all those dreams
Crowded rooms that fill
I got Tunnel visions still, I'm
Wasting, wasting all my dreams
I'm waaaa-sting alllll myyyy
Dreams
And i know
With these wasted dreams
You can try to run
And i know
with these wasted dreams
Im reflecting onnnnnnn
I may slip through time
Precious gifts of mine im
Wasting, wasting all those dreams
Crowded rooms that fill
I got Tunnel visions still, I'm
Wasting, wasting all my dreams
Im wa-sting-all-my
Ohhhhh oh ohhhhhh
Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaah
Ohhhhh oh ohhhhhh
Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaah