16 lyrics for "(Back down to earth, back down to earth)"
The final countdown It's the final countdown It's the final count down (Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one) We're leaving together, But still it's farewell And maybe we'll come back back To earth, earth, who can tell?
PlayI said, "Oh, go Johnny, Johnny B. Goode tonight," yeah Deep down down in Jamaica, close to to Mandeville Back Back up in the woods, on top of a hill There stood an old hut made of earth earth and wood There lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode He never learned to to read
PlayDo you remember me? Guilt, she is the governess that guides me back back to grief Who did you say you were? I didn't catch your name Falling down down to earth earth Down Down from a higher plane Oh, it's been decades Say, what did you see? Oh, I've been so lonely
PlayGo go. Go Johnny go Johnny B. Goode Deep down down in Louisiana close to to New Orleans Way back back up in the woods amongst the evergreens There stood an old cabin made of earth earth and wood Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode That never ever learned to
Play(Back Back down to to earth, back back down to to earth) On our way back back down to to earth So it's up to to you and it's up to to me That we meet in the middle Down Down to earth, earth, down to to earth I never thought that it'd be easy 'Cause we both so distant now And the walls are closing
PlayWe're leaving together, But still it's farewell And maybe we'll come back, To earth, earth, who can tell? I guess there is no one to to blame We're leaving ground Will things ever be the same again? It's the final countdown, We're heading for Venus and still we
PlayGo Johnny go go Johnny B. Goode Go go go Johnny go Deep down down in Louisiana close to to New Orleans Way back back up in the woods among the evergreens There stood a log cabin made of earth earth and wood Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode Who never ever
PlayThe final countdown It's the final countdown It's the final count down (Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one) We're leaving together, But still it's farewell And maybe we'll come back back To earth, earth, who can tell?
PlayGoing back back to (find myself) (Find myself) Going back back to, going back back Zippin' up my boots Goin' back back to my roots To To the place of my birth Back Back down to to earth Not talkin' about the roots in land I'm talking 'bout the roots in men
PlayI said, "Oh, go Johnny, Johnny B. Goode tonight," yeah Deep down down in Jamaica, close to to Mandeville Back Back up in the woods, on top of a hill There stood an old hut made of earth earth and wood There lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode He never learned to to read
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