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dimanche 10 juillet 2016

Kenny Chesney - Noise


Wrecking balls, downtown construction 
Bottles breaking, jukebox buzzing 
Cardboard sign says "The Lord is Coming" 
Tick, tick, tock 
Rumors turn the mills back home 
Parking lot kids with the speakers blown 
We didn't turn it on but we can't turn it off, off, off 
Sometimes I wonder how did we get here 
Seems like all we ever hear is noise 

 Yeah we scream, yeah we shout 'til we don't have a voice 
In the streets, in the crowds, it ain't nothing but noise 
Drowning out all the dreams of this Tennessee boy 
Just tryna be heard over all this noise 

 24 hour television, get so loud that no one listens 
Sex and money and politicians talk, talk, talk 
But there really ain't no conversation 
Ain't nothing left to the imagination 
Trapped in our phones and we can't make it stop, stop this noise

 Yeah we scream, yeah we shout 'til we don't have a voice 
In the streets, in the crowds, it ain't nothing but noise 
Drowning out all the dreams of this Tennessee boy 
Just tryna be heard in all this noise 

 Every room, every house, every shade of noise 
All the floors, all the walls, they all shake with noise 
We can't sleep, we can't think, can't escape the noise 
We can't take the noise, so we just make noise 

 Yeah we scream, yeah we shout 'til we don't have a voice 
In the streets, in the crowds, it ain't nothing but noise 
Drowning out all the dreams of this Tennessee boy 
Just tryna be heard in all this noise 

 All this noise 
Can't take the noise 
Can't take the noise 
Can't stand the noise 
Can't take the noise


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