Your front page boy is finally here And he looks so good but he's insincere (Ha, ha, ha) If you speak of the devil then he will appear Oh, your front page boy, well, he is finally here Well, so Well Stop the press (Ah)
Are you waiting for the world to end? Turn the record off because it don't sound like them And now you're crawling on your knees again, ah Turn it off because it doesn't really sound like them Does it? (Ah) (Ah)
Hey, are you waiting for the world to end? Well, turn the record off because it doesn't really sound like them, no Are you hoping that it's just pretend? Turn it off because it doesn't sound like them
Bones will break and blood will spill (La, la, la) When death is crawling up the hill And with every drink that you distill And it leaves you crawling up the hill Now, come on Crawl for me (Oh) (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) (Oh)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
