Letra de He's Changed
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This kid, he's wasting his life away,
he thinks, the guy out of green day,
Is living in his soul,
he thinks, the guy out of green day,
Is living in his soul,
He's playing at the ball,
His mother called him down for tea,
He's gotta get,a grip on reality,
Faking life with something he'll never be.
You gotta be yourself,
Never someone else,
And fit in with society,
He's twenty-eight,Thinks he's Eighteen,
He can't relate,He's got no girlfriend,
He'll never change,
He'll never change.
He's always getting high,
He's living one big lie,
His head is in the sky,
His mum and dad he lives with never care,
Never care.
He's always getting high,
He's living one big lie,
His head is in the sky,
His mum and dad he lives with never care,
Never care.
he said, he's gonna be famous,
Buy a house, and live in Las Vegas,
party every night,
a private jet to fly,
Hang around with Madge and Guy,
The way he spoke,
You gotta beleive it,
In my mind,
I was re-living it,
Hugh Hefner was there,
I asked him if he'd share,
This is getting all too much,
He's recognised,Where ever that he goes,
it must be nice,To be such a hero,
He's really changed,
He's really changed.
He's vastly overpaid,
He's always getting laid,
He drives the best cars ever made,
He's always in the papers every day,
Every day.
He's vastly overpaid,
He's always getting laid,
He drives the best cars ever made,
He's always in the papers every day,
Every day.
I call him, and ask him for tickets,
He tells me, to go and sling it,
He's really changed,
He's really changed.
He's vastly overpaid,
He's always getting laid,
He drives the best cars ever made,
He's always in the papers every day,
Every day.
He's vastly overpaid,
He's always getting laid,
He drives the best cars ever made,
He's always in the papers every day,
Every day.
He's always at premire's
Hanging round with millionare's
Designer clothes he always wears,
His face is seen on billboards everywhere,
Everywhere.
But i don't caaare.
His mother called him down for tea,
He's gotta get,a grip on reality,
Faking life with something he'll never be.
You gotta be yourself,
Never someone else,
And fit in with society,
He's twenty-eight,Thinks he's Eighteen,
He can't relate,He's got no girlfriend,
He'll never change,
He'll never change.
He's always getting high,
He's living one big lie,
His head is in the sky,
His mum and dad he lives with never care,
Never care.
He's always getting high,
He's living one big lie,
His head is in the sky,
His mum and dad he lives with never care,
Never care.
he said, he's gonna be famous,
Buy a house, and live in Las Vegas,
party every night,
a private jet to fly,
Hang around with Madge and Guy,
The way he spoke,
You gotta beleive it,
In my mind,
I was re-living it,
Hugh Hefner was there,
I asked him if he'd share,
This is getting all too much,
He's recognised,Where ever that he goes,
it must be nice,To be such a hero,
He's really changed,
He's really changed.
He's vastly overpaid,
He's always getting laid,
He drives the best cars ever made,
He's always in the papers every day,
Every day.
He's vastly overpaid,
He's always getting laid,
He drives the best cars ever made,
He's always in the papers every day,
Every day.
I call him, and ask him for tickets,
He tells me, to go and sling it,
He's really changed,
He's really changed.
He's vastly overpaid,
He's always getting laid,
He drives the best cars ever made,
He's always in the papers every day,
Every day.
He's vastly overpaid,
He's always getting laid,
He drives the best cars ever made,
He's always in the papers every day,
Every day.
He's always at premire's
Hanging round with millionare's
Designer clothes he always wears,
His face is seen on billboards everywhere,
Everywhere.
But i don't caaare.
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