Night of Rebelion Songtext
von INXS
Night of Rebelion Songtext
Simple matters always seem
To make things complicated
I think of ways to understand
But it all gets away from me
I sense persuasion of a kind
It wraps itself around me
The changing message of your love
It rarely ever reaches me
Not talking, only want action (plea tell me)
Once you give in, you are through (plea tell me)
This is the night of rebellion (plea tell me)
There used to be paint on the walls
But you′re too young for money
They'd rather paint the whole town red
Than spend it on what they′re told
Not talking, only want action (plea tell me)
Once you give in, you are through (plea tell me)
This is the night of rebellion (plea tell me)
Summer to winter is never the same
If it is, then it's time to change
I don't mean to rock the sacred boat
But there′s holes in your sacred sails
Not talking, only want action (plea tell me)
Once you give in, you are through (plea tell me)
This is the night of rebellion (plea tell me)
Once you give in, you are through (plea tell me)
Not talking, only want action (plea tell me)
This is the night of rebellion (plea tell me)
To make things complicated
I think of ways to understand
But it all gets away from me
I sense persuasion of a kind
It wraps itself around me
The changing message of your love
It rarely ever reaches me
Not talking, only want action (plea tell me)
Once you give in, you are through (plea tell me)
This is the night of rebellion (plea tell me)
There used to be paint on the walls
But you′re too young for money
They'd rather paint the whole town red
Than spend it on what they′re told
Not talking, only want action (plea tell me)
Once you give in, you are through (plea tell me)
This is the night of rebellion (plea tell me)
Summer to winter is never the same
If it is, then it's time to change
I don't mean to rock the sacred boat
But there′s holes in your sacred sails
Not talking, only want action (plea tell me)
Once you give in, you are through (plea tell me)
This is the night of rebellion (plea tell me)
Once you give in, you are through (plea tell me)
Not talking, only want action (plea tell me)
This is the night of rebellion (plea tell me)
Writer(s): Andrew Charles Farriss, Kirk Pengilly, Michael Kelland Hutchence Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com