In the beginning there was nothing To be honest, that suited me just fine I was three weeks late coming out of the womb In no great rush to join the rest of mankind Where there were
Further complications Further complications in store, yeah
I was not born in wartime I was not born in pain or poverty I need an addiction, the needed affliction To cultivate a personality I need some
Further complications Further complications in store, yeah Your life is just a carrier bag
The enemy without has moved in somewhere else If your parents didn't screw you up why not do it yourself? Go fight your battles, go to a disco You wanna suffer, go to a rock show
Do you follow me? (Follow me) Then follow me (Follow me) Yeah follow me (Follow me) Then follow me Follow me to
Further complications That's right Further complications in store, yeah Your life is just a carrier bag Oh they'll fill it and the straps will snap
I used to think that people all chose the lives they led But so many different choices that you've got to make instead Don't write a novel - a shopping list is better It's a complicated boogie and I don't know any better baby
Further complications Oh! Further complications in store, yeah Your life is just a carrier bag Oh they'll fill it and the straps will snap
Further complications Further complications Do you follow me?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.