I wake up and look upon your painted eyelids the world is your oyster and the trash bags are your kids the ceiling is invisible there's a bird sinkin' through the sky and every hour that passes is teaching me how to cry 'cause it's lonely here in the ugly part of town the buildings are all vacant and the telephones are down there's a police station singin' like a tiger with no skin the sewer drain is flowing and i don't know what state i'm in and the river is on fire there's chemicals and debris and all the roads are blocked off they're just to hard to see so cancel my appointments and set up a whole new show 'cause i'm in need of a good hot meal and a life to call my own so get me a plate of money and get a blanket chair the limitations are limitless they're floating through the air 'cause it's real and it's true the things i see in you and there's nothing i wouldn't talk about with the clearest dream that ever drifted byTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
