Letra de Moonshine - Paul Weller

A bag of nerves
I seem to suppress
Alien of being
Not known to duress
Moonshine, moonshine
There's something in the hills
I cannot possess
As dark as Sunday
We're woven again
I pack no meaning
I'm shrunken in vain
Moonshine, moonshine
I'm bleak as Tuesday
I seek no applause
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Not really like me
Refuse to go on
My faith has been surely fired
I'm schooled in the test of time
Moonshine, moonshine
There's something in the hills
I cannot possess
I'm deaf as Thursday
I seek to explode
One hour daily
I work to implode
Moonshine, moonshine