Corvette summer - Green Day

Letra de Corvette summer

(Lyric and music by Billie Joe Armstrong)

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Get around, I can get around

Fuck it up on my rock n' roll

Here we go now Get around I can get around

Drop a bomb on my rock n' roll.

 

Don't want no money don't want no fame

All I want's my records making my pain go away

Maybe I'm stupid Lazy and stray

Maybe I've had enough of this shit brigade. 

 

Taking a beating kicked in the head

Hit me with power chords before you leave me dead

Living in chaos sick and I'm bored

Take me to urgent care or thе record store.

 

(Here we go now) Get around, I can get around

Fuck it up on my rock n' roll.

(Here we go now) Get around, I can get around

Drop a bomb on my rock n' roll.

Get around, I can get around

Fuck it up on my rock n' roll

(Here we go now) Get around, I can get around

Drop a bomb on my rock n' roll.

(Here we go now) Get around, I can get around

Fuck it up on my rock n' roll

(Here we go now) Get around, I can get around

Drop a bomb on my rock n' roll.

Corvette summer acordes Green Day