Текст песни The Sun Turns Our Patio Into A Lifeless Hell - The Dead Milkmen
I
slapped
a
child
across
the
face
today
It
wanted
to
go
outside
- To
go
outside
and
play
But
the
sun
turns
our
patio
into
a
lifeless
Hell
The
sun
turns
our
patio
into
a
lifeless
Hell
I
lost
my
job
at
the
financial
firm
Did
nothing
wrong
- guess
it
was
just
my
turn
Can't
afford
a
fancy
awning
to
block
the
sun's
rays
I
watch
my
neighbors
shake
their
heads
and
say
The
sun
turns
our
patio
into
a
lifeless
Hell
I
found
my
wife
curled
up
into
a
ball
Crying
her
eyes
out
in
our
shower
stall
In
my
dreams
we
gather
on
the
patio
once
more
Everything
is
pleasant
- our
fortunes
have
been
restored
Hey'
look;
there's
grandpa
and
he's
alive
again
My
wife
still
talks
to
me
and
we
still
have
our
friends
The
Sun
Turns
Our
Patio
into
a
Lifeless
Hell
1 Pretty Music For Pretty People
2 Big Words Make the Baby Jesus Cry
3 Welcome To Undertown
4 Now I Wanna Hold Your Dog
5 Make It Witchy
6 Mary Ann Cotton (The Poisoner's Song)
7 I've Got To Get My Numbers Up
8 Anthropology Days
9 Somewhere Over Antarctica
10 Dark Clouds Gather Over Middlemarch
11 Streetlamps - Walking To Work
12 The Sun Turns Our Patio Into A Lifeless Hell
13 The Great Boston Molasses Flood
14 All You Need Is Nothing
15 Ronald Reagan Killed the Black Dahlia
16 Hipster Beard
17 Sanitary Times
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