In few words There were waterworks Like niagra falls When my heartbeat calls
A poisoned pill No more living will In a soho rill I´m dressed to kill
So turn on your light Abandon your right And have fun tonight In a pillow fight
Don't be a dork The dork of new york When the shit hits the fan You should have a pirate plan
This is my battle song Something must be going wrong But I shan´t be long As the first that comes along
You cry for the moon But the love closed at noon You were out of tune Too light too much too soon
In East River Swims an indian giver Sliver by sliver With a lipstick shiver
Summer rain Never ending grain Someone cut in twain I took the 'A' - train
So turn on your light Abandon your right And have fun tonight In a pillow fight
Don't be a dork The dork of new york When the shit hits the fan You should have a pirate plan
This is my battle song Something must be going wrong But I shan´t be long As the first that comes along
You cry for the moon But the love closed at noon You were out of tune Too light too much too soon
You cry for the moon But the love closed at noon You were out of tune Too light too much too soon
This is my battle song Something must be going wrong But I shan´t be long As the first that comes along
You cry for the moon But the love closed at noon You were out of tune Too light too much too soonTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.