Píseň: Jump

Interpret:
Nerina Pallot
Album:
Dear Frustrated Superstar
Oh good Lord above, I'm immune to the love of a good man
 I go for the suckers, those mean motherfuckers I can't resist.
 If I should get bitten. As long as he's smitten I understand
 That pain comes with pleasure, such bittersweet treasure cannot be missed.


 So how can you help me now?
 I can't help myself....


 I go on and jump, give it a try
 Checking the parachute, see if it flies.
 Oh I don't care if I should fall I never bruise....
 I go on and just, give it a try
 Don't call the ambulance, I'm still alive
 And if I should break my neck I'll make the news.


 The Friday night ritual of pulling habitual non-entities.
 The lawyers, the bankers, the next morning thank you's and "call you soon..."
 These public school faces, I thought time erases one's misery
 Oh no, it comes back to haunt you, old photos will taunt of your big mistake


 So how can you save me now?
 I can't save myself....


 I go on and jump, give it a try
 Checking the parachute, see if it flies.
 I don't care if i should fall I never bruise....
 I go on and jump, give it a try
 Don't call the ambulance, I'm still alive
 And if I should break my neck I'll make the news.


 I go on and jump, give it a try
 Checking the parachute, see if it flies.
 Oh if I should break my neck I never bruise....
 I go on and jump, give it a try
 Don't call the ambulance, I'm still alive
 And if I should break my neck I'll make the news.
 I go on and jump, give it a try
 Don't call the ambulance, I'm still alive
 And if I should break my neck I'll make the news.