Текст песни Paint It

Can't picture what is going on Whatever you know it's always been there Nobody knows Bui it's time (That's when you decide that's someone's taste) There's no place for who's not fun (And ou don't sing along) And it's time (They're glad you're talking about that thing) And we're leaving from the back and of the gun (I wanna hear...HA HA HA) Paint it like you sing a song Stroke of a brush is a word all along Paint it like when you sing a song Got somebody comin'to me when I get home