It’s all hats off now, all drum rolls and applause By a sleight of the hand you will turn them into dust Or face to face you will lead them by their faults
Drag your feet in the sawdust Eaten alive? Just stare it out…
It’s all good luck charms, all trying to understand And deep inside we will always hope for the worst You say you keep them close but they’re closer than you think
Drag your feet in the sawdust Eaten alive? Just stare it out…
Next spring will bring you back again You’ll sigh and crack the whip for us And maybe you will be the one Who’ll draw the line in the sand For us to cross
It’s all pat backs now, all painting portraits time But maybe when the night comes, you’ll open up the cage You’ll open up the cageTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
