Jukebox Sunshine Songtext
von The Holloways
Jukebox Sunshine Songtext
Whoa-oh, oh, whoa, oh-oh
They say money talks
But it never answers me, no
Hears my calls
Never a penny spared to
Buy all my thoughts
All the reaching reasons, they are never bought
Just like the seasons can′t be caught
So I say
Drop the coin for a jukebox sunshine
Set the fast on fire, oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh-oh
We had a dream
You woke up screaming
And you fled the scene
Yeah, you were leaving for your "That's just green"
I guess you don′t believe in dreams, not like me
But I won't let you chase my dreams away
So I say
Drop the coin for a jukebox sunshine
Set the fast on fire, oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh-oh
Drop the coin for a jukebox sunshine
Set the fast on fire, oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh-oh
You've got there′s space and time
You′ve got a call in the afterlife
Come on, shake your wings like a butterfly
You've got the money for the parking fine
I know I don′t, won't you give me a loan?
Won′t you leave me alone?
'Cause I just want to have a good time
Throw the past into the night
So I say to you
Whoa-oh, oh, whoa, oh-oh
Drop the coin for a jukebox sunshine
Set the fast on fire, oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh-oh
Drop the coin for a jukebox sunshine
Set the fast on fire, oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh-oh
They say money talks
But it never answers me, no
Hears my calls
Never a penny spared to
Buy all my thoughts
All the reaching reasons, they are never bought
Just like the seasons can′t be caught
So I say
Drop the coin for a jukebox sunshine
Set the fast on fire, oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh-oh
We had a dream
You woke up screaming
And you fled the scene
Yeah, you were leaving for your "That's just green"
I guess you don′t believe in dreams, not like me
But I won't let you chase my dreams away
So I say
Drop the coin for a jukebox sunshine
Set the fast on fire, oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh-oh
Drop the coin for a jukebox sunshine
Set the fast on fire, oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh-oh
You've got there′s space and time
You′ve got a call in the afterlife
Come on, shake your wings like a butterfly
You've got the money for the parking fine
I know I don′t, won't you give me a loan?
Won′t you leave me alone?
'Cause I just want to have a good time
Throw the past into the night
So I say to you
Whoa-oh, oh, whoa, oh-oh
Drop the coin for a jukebox sunshine
Set the fast on fire, oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh-oh
Drop the coin for a jukebox sunshine
Set the fast on fire, oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh-oh
Writer(s): Mike Baker, David Jackson, Bryn Fowler, Edwin Harris Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com