Take your brother down to the sea, Have two’s on a cigarette. Young sons mozy it happily Learn facts on the soviet A crowded room that holds just three, takes four do you connect? And all this shit means fuck all to me. Long livers in the sunset.
So crazy Billy Jay Jones, robs banks just for the shits Man alone giggling so stoned, pick up the phone Cos that money I leant you said was just a loan You’re danger prone, with too much gel and a whiff of dad’s cologne Leave me alone, Cos now you come down and you just go and lower the tone
Chorus But after about ten clear minutes, he was back in the game. Thought he was done man, thought he was finished, But he’s back up again And after about ten clear minutes, he was back in the game. Thought he was done man, thought he was finished, But he’s back up again.
With a tainted brain of intoxication purple heart smartarse Got on the transistor, said that you missed her, Looking for selectors and found no one better than you. With bother boy blues, take up the old tick up the avenues. And talk like you do what you do, Takin up time, but now it comes down and it’s for who the bell tolls
Chorus And after about ten clear minutes, he was back in the game. Thought he was done man, thought he was finished, But he’s back up again And after about ten clear minutes, he was back in the game. Thought he was done man, thought he was finished, But he’s back up againTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
