You ride again, and you still won't pay cos the middle and back isn't going the whole way your island, oh has a siren you say. But this song is your own, and you use it to shift blame.
Her on the shore - "mother" is no name and the lake lady's lure, an anonymous fame and we glide overtop, and you wont dive in oh that dark would hide us all from sin.
All you can eat - you're a man of your time. Consumption as virtue - oh it used to be mine. And choices are taken, even when they're not made and full cross or not, I'll always get paid.
This is your last trip - yeah the boat stops here. And with two half lives, you're not a whole of a man so Ill ask you for one name but you close your eyes and sigh, sigh, sigh.
Pitiful man - here is my price you can row back and forth between duty and vice but you'll never set foot upon island or shore cos those with no ties never needed the earth.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
