Off to see the wizard. It’s cold outside, frostbiting in this blizzard Strong ports are steady, gotta use both of my hands, Ingredients from the parlor makes me change all of my plans. Light headed, heavy thought process, Makes believers out to follow you, but you don’t know it yet. Sounds better when taking mushrooms and smoking a bit of stash But staying sober and listening close is when it sounds best. Don’t ever drown, cope around, study hard, get in shape, Bet in spoon, grow a garden in your yard. Keep it all out of a rewrite a bizarre novel now. Put a ring on the finger of mother earth and say your vows out loud.
I’ll be damned if I don’t say this. Sleepless beds and awful more, I hold blue finches at your door, You’re minding on the tree, no more room for careful, like you breathe. Superstitions seek in gloom, Is waking up and holding your hands out for any Words speak me for, I’ll be damned. I’ll be damned, I’ll be damned, I’ll…
Keith coat, lap coat, leather coat, Be safe from your boat, very high, next to a sky line. Control the anchors, everything ain’t what it seems so But you can make it so by fate and if you dream smart. The art of story-telling isn’t art at all, It is to captivate the moment when you find you have the goal. To throw your guts upon the wall and tell the truth about your fall And now you plan to trouble back to where you came from it it all. But how to speak, can you, even when you are disrupted, Bald as others that accept the pun that’s made upon them. Okay, we’re beating, grab the day out for the racing, Living in solitary, unable to use what God gave him.
I’ll be damned if I don’t say this. Sleepless beds and awful more, I hold blue finches at your door, You’re minding on the tree, no more room for careful, like you breathe. Superstitions seek in gloom, Is waking up and holding your hands out for any Words speak me for, I’ll be damned. I’ll be damned, I’ll be damned, I’ll…Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
