I'm sick of working for a living I'm just ticking off the days till I die Oh, I miss you Louise, yeah... And the sickest little pleasures keep me going in between pulling teeth
Oh periscope up I've been looking for a ladder I need to see the commander in chief And remind him what was passed onto me
Your mum don't sleep! And the friends you keep! I didn't raise a thief! I didn't raise a thief!
But the leaders of the free world Are just little boys throwing stones And it's easy to ignore Till they're walking on the door of your home
My thinking isn't driven But the music always gives me a lift I'm so easy to please, yeah But I think we dropped the baton like the 60's didn't happen, oh no!
Oh periscope up Should be looking for a ladder I need to see the commander in chief And remind him what was passed onto YOU AND me
Your mum don't sleep! And the friends you keep! I didn't raise a thief! I didn't raise a thief!
But the leaders of the free world Are just little boys throwing stones And it's easy to ignore Till they're knocking on the door of your homes
But the leaders of the free world Are just little boys throwing stones And it's easy to ignore Till they're knocking on the door of your homes
Passing the gun from father to feckless son We're climbing a landslide where only the good die young Passing the gun from father to feckless son we're passing the gun from father to freckless son X2Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
