couldn't eat the library all the books have gone bad
and the farmer says he's gonna sell the land it's no good to him
all his heads, they're on fire now at the end of his necks craning high up to see little girls making a casket for him out of apples and bread
some snakebites get in the skin and don't leave what is mama baking
and so so many fathers have died the same way and the books have gone badTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
