Текст песни
No
one's
picking
up
the
phone
Guess
it's
me
and
me
And
this
little
masochist
She's
ready
to
confess
All
the
things
That
I
never
thought
that
she
could
feel
and
Hey
Jupiter
Nothing's
been
the
same
So
are
you
gay,
are
you
blue?
Thought
we
both
could
use
a
friend
to
run
to
Sometimes
I
breathe
you
in
And
I
know
you
know
And
sometimes
you
take
a
swim
Found
your
writing
on
my
wall
Well
if
my
heart's
soaking
wet
Boy,
your
boots
can
leave
a
mess
Hey
Jupiter
Nothing's
been
the
same
So
are
you
gay,
are
you
blue?
Thought
we
both
could
use
a
friend
to
run
to
And
he
isn't
you
No
one's
pickin'
up
the
phone
Guess
it's
clear
he's
gone
And
this
little
masochist
Is
lifting
up
her
dress
Guess
I
thought
I
could
never
feel
The
things
I
feel
and
Hey
Jupiter
Nothing's
been
the
same
So
are
you
gay,
are
you
blue?
Thought
we
both
could
use
a
friend
to
run
to
I
thought
I
wouldn't
have
to
keep
with
you
hiding
I
go
from
day
to
day
I
know
where
the
cupboards
are
I
know
where
the
car
is
parked
I
know
he
isn't
you
Hey
Jupiter
Never
you
Nothing's
been
the
same
Nothing
Nothing
Nothing's
been
the
same
Never
you
1 Icicle
2 Winter
3 The Beekeeper
4 Take to the Sky
5 Jamaica Inn
6 Hey Jupiter
7 Father Lucifer
8 Original Sinsuality
9 Mother Revolution
10 Yes, Anastasia
11 Bells For Her
12 Father Figure
13 Like A Prayer
14 Cooling
15 Witness
16 Sweet the Sting
17 Rattlesnakes
18 Hoochie Woman
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