Thunder, please explain Why you ask me how I am , I'm fine I Wonder is it sane To pierce purple eyeballs made of China
I love you like a son, like a game I have wom Like a toothbrush I used for the Eiffel Tower My youth, it is gone, it's a boot stuck in the ground Is there truth to be found in an iron flower
Mmm, I will try hard to be a spark or pwer I will, I'll never be your iron flower
Stone please explain Why your silence makes more noise than thunder Bones, is it sane To obey me and the flash you're under
Your words are soon gone and it hurts, I have none Take a jump from the pretty linguistic tower The goal of speech, so obnoxious to reach Only one thing to do, melt your iron flower... Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
