paroles de chanson Right on Time - Spencer Hill
Fatima
Mansions
Against
Nature
Wilderness
On
Time
When
my
taxi
arrives
Say
that
i'm
dead
Having
swallowed
my
leg
And
come
to
the
bedroom
again
Let
us
begin
Shrinking
the
walls
And
counting
our
ears
In
sweat,
as
we
crawl
Get
me
to
the
wilderness
on
time
When
i
look
round
your
eyes
There's
a
space
at
the
side
Where
ten
more
eyes
could
hide
And
they'd
squeal
when
they
learned
what
i
mean
Madame
obscene
Sweating
skulls
clean
And
my
genuine
celticness
shines
--
oops!
It
just
struck
me
blind
I'm
such
a
spiritual
guy
Get
me
to
the
wilderness
and
Bury
my
leg
in
some
bog
And
tell
me
all
about
right
and
wrong
And
tell
me
life
is
serious
And
zip
up
your
dress
And
get
me
to
the
wilderness
on
time
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