The skeleton's hanging from the door My heart is beating on the floor Still they leave me here Scribbling theories across the wall I'm shooting the sky down to watch it fall Still they leave me here So I can lie in peace Devil's in the attic singing verses from the bible While the angel's in the basement waiting for his own revival A salesman is at the door with a suitcase full of nothing While the reaper's on the telephone making an appointment Santa's in the chimney from the year before the last Easter bunny's on the table with an apple in his mouth The fairy for my teeth is in my bedroom sewing pillows And Cupid's in the toolshed making arrows for himself Devil's in the attic singing verses from the bible While the angel's in the basement waiting for his own revival A salesman is at the door with a suitcase full of nothing While the reaper's on the telephone making an appointment Santa's in the chimney from the year before the last Easter bunny's on the table with an apple in his mouth The fairy for my teeth is in my bedroom sewing pillows And Cupid's in the toolshed making arrows for himself [?]Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
