Текст песни




You're mind shut
You're soul shut
Like a chameleon
Covered in tar and wax
The fashionable cure
To become pure and pure
But if you listen it can fade
Hey, that would be a sad day indeed
A sad day indeed
A sad day indeed
A sad day indeed
A sad day indeed
A sad day indeed
A sad day indeed
You play ball
Play some more
Sick man, fake man
Never fly, you're dead man
Glorious gory
Without the dinner stories
And if we stand still
We'll be taken in
By the killing car
Killing each other
Killing each other
Killing each other
Killing each other
Killing each other
Killing each other
Killing each other
Killing
A matter of chance
And chancey at friends
You can feel the first kiss
That cursed mass like
Ignorance is bliss
The government flees
Building in houses
Yachts for yachts
And you pay for it all
You pay for it all
Pay for it all
Pay for it all
Pay for it all
Pay for it all
Pay for it all
Pay for it all
Pay for it all
Pay for it all
Pay for it all
Pay for it all
Pay for it all
Pay for it all
Pay for it all
Pay for it all



Авторы: Frankie Norman Warsaw Stubbs, Andrew Crighton Copyright: Ramshackle Inc Songs



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