paroles de chanson No Flowers For Cowboys - Greaseball

Our reptilian coward didn't deserve the pity
Whether to give it or receive it
His trembling claws were no match for the flowers
The marsh, the sands of the mire
He knew it was time to sulk
Back to whatever wretched pit that had swallowed the Earth around it
And birthed beasts that never should have been

You look like home
If they don't want me, why do you
You smell like marmalade
I held you gently beneath my shoes
We shared our thoughts, and then
Mine took over all your own
Well, I guess I've just
Never been much for a home
My friendships, my lemonade
My lemons, my friends and me
Won't throw no shade
Don't share the same conventions
Though you're splendid
I know these things
Clip your wings and bring you down
But you'll be fine
Even when I'm not around

I'm the lonely one, you're the only one
I'm the lonely one, you're the only one
You're the only one