It's not a competition Remember you can judge Your achievements based on things other than How much money you have They built the roads Short memories Short memories and finger rolls Lovely ponytail Angry man Writing symphony songs In his room Head full of gnomes Zooming through Wales
I'm just sad about the collapse of heavy industry I'll be alright in a bit Buried under coal pieces Coal gets dug up Then piled up Then it falls On top of us Coal under us, then over us Please, not more
Father Goblin Father Goblin comes to help children breathe Under the desks Big cardboard cut-out It's Ed, Ted, Ben, Dan, Howie It's pinky, chalky I always thought of nature as something dead and uninviting Wet, empty trees But there used to be a lot more of it Oh, right Crawling and flapping, and turning itself over Well, I don't live when it was like that, I live now So, I don't get it
Tony speaks! Holding gourd lamp, then coconut lamp Then tin can lamp Pets on fire, shoes on fire I'm on fire
A submissive hand enters the cup to retrieve pomegranate seeds A submissive hand enters the bag to gather crisps And so, a submissive hand enters the bag to retrieve and gather, gather crisps And so, a submissive hand enters the cup to retrieve pomegranate seeds
They built the roads Short memories And fifty thousand crappy stickersTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
