paroles de chanson Little (White Lines) - David Green

Well you Took your Train to nowhere
And you digged your steps alone
And it was all so unexpected
When you crossed the evil stone

Well it must be the way
That the whole society goes, oh, hold

Oh Little, you can change
Or Little you can chase

When a friend is calling out there
And you danced the poisoned girl
And the Peacock is always lying
And no one cares for you

Well there must be something else
You can get in your hands, now turn

Oh Little, you can change
Or Little it'll end up in flames

(Whistling)

It'll be the last thing to forget
The black cockroach in your bed

Now
Learn

Oh
Illegal
So they say
Oh Little
You'll get Rain