Everywhere I go, on a busy street Walking very slow, keep looking at my feet Barmy summer air, bloods turns to syrup Lacking will to care, the working day is up
Just for one evening Let's sleep like Kings Through twisted screaming Our comfort sings against the heat
A quarter to two, running pretty late Spent my lunch with you, managers can wait Cigarette or five, melatonin too I wouldn't survive, without my special brew
Just for one evening Let's sleep like Kings Through twisted screaming Our comfort sings against the heatTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
