Gary tell me why the leaves on the trees Are falling this early as the spring Why the leaves on the trees that are falling on us Are like the words to the song I've lived my whole life to sing
If you swim too much you'll drown
If we sit here and drink enough beer We'll be two inflatable dolls in a hooker's bad dream When the storm reaches us we'll be two blind drunks Who've absorbed through the skin a whole lifetime of kerosene
If you drink too much you will dream And the shame of my life is watching you
Gary, I think we've worn out our welcome They're waiting for us to leave Gary, they've got a new kind of person A newer, stronger, cleaner breed
And I think I just came in my pants Oh baby do you want to dance
Everything collapses here, slow motion And the roots of the dance and the stain in my pants Are beyond any small man's conception
If you drink too much you will drown And the shame of my life is watching you drownTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
