Black Hole Sun
Peter Frampton, 2009
In my eyes, Indisposed,
In disguise As no one knows.
Hides the face, Lies the snake,
And the sun In my disgrace.
Boiling heat, Summer stench.
'Neath the black The sky looks dead.
Call my name Through the cream,
And I'll hear you Scream again.
Black hole sun, Won't you come
And wash away the rain? Black hole sun,
Won't you come? Won't you come?
Won't you come?
Stuttering, Cold and damp,
Steal the warm wind Tired friend.
Times are gone For honest men
And sometimes, Far too long
For snakes.
In my shoes, A walking sleep,
And my youth I pray to keep.
Heaven send Hell away, No one
Sings like you anymore.
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ORIGINAL:
Soundgarden, 1994
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OTRAS VERSIONES:
Paul Anka,2005
Cinderella Effect, 2006