The clamp does what the clamp does best I know you're coming home Henry Just tell me when And the clamp does what the clamp does best Says Henry with a heart full of holes And the holes are made of bends The bends are from the pictures Pictures of people just like me, your friend, lover and the occasional celebrity And Henry hung to all of these, his battleship of memories A small legion of souvenirs make Henry whole, but porously
Oh, god of weather Henry knows Snow globes don't shake on their own
Oh, god of weather Henry knows Snow globes don't shake on their own
Oh, god of weather Henry knows Snow globes don't shake on their own
Oh, god of weather Henry knows Snow globes don't shake on their own
Oh, god of weather Henry knows Snow globes don't shake on their ownTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
