paroles de chanson Hooked on Junk - k.d. lang

Through garbage dumps
He sought his game
The things thrown out
Were the things he gained.
Back alley waste
And dirt from litter
He collected it all
And he ate it for dinner, dinner, dinner.
Ed on junk
Ed on junk
Ed on junk, junk
Junk, junk, junk.
How could a man write such stuff
What about real life
What about the way things really are.
What a gross person she was
Sally threw her head back
She began to up, up, upheave violently
Her guts tore from the sickening chore.
Detecting something foul
She cried out for more bowel
"More bowel", she cried
"More bowel!"
She found her head
Lying in a bowl of toilet collectibles
Collectibles
Collectibles.
I could see she was sick
So I called her lawyer
And ordered some
(Quick, Quik)
Ed on junk
Ed on junk
Ed on junk
Junk, junk, junk, junk...