Why do you think They all know his name? Everywhere that he goes He finds a loser's game and he plays Even though he'll go under Why all of the time Is it still the same? In thought and word, there is dread Like lightning before thunder, too far ahead
To try all the time to let you know But when it strikes, he can't let go
The lousy thunder is calling out his name The man called Blunder His fortune and his fameTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
