And uh, uh, every (security) (no, let him stay) no (let him stay) well at least it's a fruit pie (let's pray for him right now, Anita, let's pray, Anita, why don't you pray, that's all right) father, we want to thank you for the opportunity of coming to Des Moines, and father I want to ask that you forgive him (and that we love him) and that we love him, and that we're praying for him to be delivered from his deviant lifestyle, father
See them scramble to the top Watch them fall from grace Never trust a man With egg on his face
Groucho Marxists look so sweet Slapstick anarchists, nice enough to eat Peter Kropotkin in the way we talk Charlie Cairoli in the way we walk
See them scramble to the top Watch them fall from grace Never trust a man With egg on his face
Intellectual tarts with a good left hook Copycat killers, cover and duck Polite assassins, you shout, I scream And the party starts, on a count of one, two, three
See them scramble to the top Watch them fall from grace Never trust a man With egg on his face
We talk without words, and everybody understands Just desserts, delivered by hand Nobody move or the CEO Gets it in the face with cream and dough
See them scramble to the top Watch them fall from grace Never trust a man With egg on his face
See them scramble to the top Watch them fall from grace Never trust a man With egg on his face
See them scramble to the top Watch them fall from grace Never trust a man With egg on his face
"What? What's that? Who's there? Fido? Ahhh, it's you Mrs. Arbuthnot"Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
