You were talking to me and looking at a monkey Feeding a monkey fruit and bread You know what: Everybody dies in august when no-one cries Or in someone's cruel cruel eyes But we're not dead I'd found a bug in the water jug It lay numb on my thumb I blew it away and let it play On the floor at my door You were talking to me and looking at a monkey Feeding a monkey fruit and bread You know what: Everybody dies in august when no-one cries Or in someone's cruel cruel eyes But we're not deadTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.