| Mr. Emil Gower: I owe everything to George Bailey. |
| Help him, dear Father
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| Giuseppe Martini: Joseph, Jesus, and Mary. |
| Help my friend, Mr. Bailey
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| Ma Bailey: Help my son, George, tonight
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| Bert: He never thinks about himself, God, that’s why he’s in trouble
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| Ernie Bishop: George is a good guy. |
| Give him a break, God
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| Mary: I love him, dear Lord. |
| Watch over him tonight
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| George Bailey I’m wishing on it daily
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| But I don’t get the luxury of visions of my vanquish
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| I’m stuck assuming it’s fine
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| Smoke in my eyes burn my retina make me blind
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| Everything in line hold my breath then I dive
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| 100 story drop until my brain’s offline
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| I power down just to restart again
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| 100 tabs lost, wait, now what was I sayin'
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| What I was thinkin' I feel so much better now
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| My favorite joke is life because it’s «us» it’s based around
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| What I was thinkin' I feel so much better now
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| My favorite joke is life because it’s «us» it’s based around
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| I always get a laugh out of it in the end
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| I hope you understand because I know I…
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| Always got it fuck the profit I do this for nothing
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| You so off your shit still actin like you onto something
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| You don’t bring a splash of difference to the scenery
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| You are doomed to be the one that never finds the missing piece
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| Good luck you’re gonna need it (what, what, what, what)
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| Good luck you’re gonna need it (what, what, what, what)
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| Good luck you’re gonna need it (what, what, what, what)
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| Good luck you’re gonna need it (what, what, what, what)
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| Clarence: You sent for me, sir?
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| Senior Angel: Yes, Clarence. |
| A man down on earth needs our help
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| Clarence: Splendid. |
| Is he sick?
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| Senior Angel: No worst. |
| He’s discouraged
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| Clarence: Sir, if I should accomplish this mission, I mean… um.
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| Might I perhaps win my wings? |
| I’ve been waiting for over 200 years now, sir,
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| and people ARE beginning to talk
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| Senior Angel: What’s that book you’ve got there?
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| Clarence: Oh, oh, The Adventures of Tom Sawyer
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| Senior Angel: Clarence, you do a good job with George Bailey and you will get
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| your wings
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| Clarence: Oh, thank you, sir, thank you |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song BedfordFalls , by - BONES. Song from the album Disgrace, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп