But it just looks so cold there from the bottle Another part of another ritual Standing in the kitchen Arms are braced against the counter Swallowing like mercury down the drain
And the neighbors have been drinking And they are raising quite a stink Pretty soon they will be fighting It can get pretty ugly
The city makes a hooting sound tonight The owl on the roof has got it right If it's left up to him He'll take that stupid grin And decapitate a rodent or a mouse
Take the b train or the shuttle At the exit have a smoke Try to spit onto the sidewalk Instead you wipe it off your chest
I don't wanna freak but the tongue erodes Each time we start to speak On a timely mission Oh you look pretty swell in your new position
Fiberglass funny face up on the wall It's funny when it's not funny at all And if it's up to him We will take the ways of sin And smash them like glass against the wall
But it's nothing to pathetic Full of rhetoric and doubt Carry on like little creature In the fields of our loveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
