Текст песни Pointing Fingers - Oneida

Why the fallen moon?
Why the sad all swoon?
Ugly people talk about it
Don't go on so loud!

I will sell the night through
I will celebrate you
By the way I talk about it
By the way I live

Isolation builds on nothing
By the way I'll give you nothing
Offer up your soul to take
Silence it just lies awake