Rumors — текст песни (Rkl)

(Chris) Rumours
Walkin` through the Hamburg streets,
I see a bar, I better drink some beer.
A beast in red approaches me,
It`s buy a drink or sleep with me.
Now I`m blown away!
Then come the thugs with a bat,
To make sure we pay.
Lies. Stories you`re tellin`
You`re makin` rumors.
You wanna dish out a scoop for your friends.
So you`ll feel like someone,
Talkin` `bout somethin`,
Something you really know nothing about.
I bought her a drink.
but who would ever think?
It was 300 marks for champagne.
Typical set up, pay or be beat up!
Now you see what goes down,
Walkin` streets.
You`re livin` out what I go through.
It`s second hand.
It`s not the truth that you want.
There`ll be a time.
A change of mind.
You`ll grow to find.
That living your own life
Means more than talking `bout mine.
You only believe the truth that you want to anyway.