paroles de chanson Sold Out - The Saints

Here comes the holiday
With all the invites to the rest home for retards
The Hollywoodesque Cabaret
And wouldn't you know it feels so automatic
And such a subtle response
I never expected to feel so dejected
And with all the spite in the world
I never wanted to be who'd have thought I'd be
Sold Out, like a miner I'm digging for gold
Sold Out, I could never believe what I was told
Let's do the Cadillac stomp
Syphilitic rumba is on my agenda
Just like a novel I'd read
It's as crass as a TV commercial
Such a subtle response
I never expected to feel so dejected
With all the spite in the world
1 never wanted to be who would have thought I'd be
Sold Out, like a miner I'm digging for gold
Sold Out, I could never believe what I was told