Texty:
Jethro Tull Nothing To Say

say Nothing to say, nothing to say Nothing, nothing to say, nothing Nothing to say, nothing, nothing to say Nothing to say, nothing, nothing to say Nothing to say, nothing, nothing

Překlad: Jethro Tull. Co říci.

I were to share it with you, you would stand to gain and I to lose. Oh I couldn't bear it so I've got nothing to say. Nothing to say. Every morning pressure