Collapsed laughter running, falling, drifting, across the mine field of your thoughts dissolved wondering: who am I? why should I be alone, alone?
Concrete forests loom into view Steel throated robots tell you what to do Look out big brother is lookin' at you Look out big brother is lookin' at you
Your head is reeling Your head is reeling
Flowered children dressed in a shroud Are enveloped by a great flannel cloud Because they go around acting too proud Because they go around acting too proud
Your head is reeling Your head is reeling
Plastic masses don't know what to say But they want to make all the flowers go away Or else take the sun away from your day
Your head is reeling Your head is reeling Your head is reeling Your head is reelingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
