Ballad Of Nice & Easy — текст песни (Gomez)

And so we ride on
The ballad of nice and easy
Young and carefree

We`re coming along
The ballad of nice and easy
Young and carefree

Two of these kids grew up on the same street
And though some folks blow it, there`s no smoke in their eyes
They`re tying their dreams with doubled up laces
Falling, free falling, tangled up `til they die

And so we ride on
The ballad of nice and easy
Young and carefree

We`re coming along
The ballad of nice and easy
Young and carefree

`Cause everyone knows they`ll get their hands dirty
Ripping at seams and smoking hot knives
But sooner or later there`s an end to this candle
We`ll burn it at both ends and switch on the light

And so we ride on
The ballad of nice and easy
Young and carefree

We`re coming along
The ballad of nice and easy
Young and carefree

And so we ride on
The ballad of nice and easy
Young and carefree

We`re coming along
The ballad of nice and easy
Young and carefree