Down beneath the spectacle of free No one ever let you see The Citizen King Ruling the fantastic architecture of the burning cities Where we buy and sell La la la la la la la la la la la la That the Snark was a Boojum all can tell But a rose is a rose is a rose Said the Mama of Dada as long ago as 1919
You make arrangements with the guard Halfway round the exercise yard To sugar the pill Disguising the enormous double-time the king pays to Wordsworth More than you or I could reasonably forfeit to buy... Double-time the king pays to Wordsworth More than you or I could reasonably buy... If we live (we live) to tread on dead kings Or else we'll work to live to buy the things we multiply Until they fill the ordered universe
Down beneath the spectacle of free No one ever let you see The Citizen King Ruling the fantastic architecture of the burning cities Where we buy and sell La la la la la la la la la la la la That the Snark was a Boojum all can tell But a rose is a rose is a rose Said the Mama of Dada as long ago as 1919...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
