Spent my nights in a sleeping bag smelling kerosene thinking fog and sand was gonna keep me clean feeding all the bluejays at the wrong address where they went instead I could only guess
Tell the barfly who runs this town you won’t get high you’ll just get down tell the barfly it’s on his dime you won’t get high so do the time
Took a breath full of iodine and I overdosed and the tide crept high like a watery ghost and no one needs your kind of a dope sick clown you can always find sitting one seat down
Tell the barfly who rolls the dice your numbers up so roll it twice tell the barfly it’s on his dime you won’t get high so do the time
Honey, I’m not the one who’s of use to you now I get an hour’s sleep at night and I can’t see how you deserve all the mess that even guilt won’t allow
Tell the barfly who runs this town you won’t get high you’ll just get down tell the barfly it’s on his dime you won’t get high so do the timeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
