He learned to identify with the fleas in the doorkeeper's collar He learned all their names, he learned what each could do He appealed to their sense of vanity with kindly words and gifts And sometimes thoughts of love, and sometimes he thought it helped But none of it really helped, none of his gifts or words changed a thing They always saw right through himTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
