Stepping into the town, ignore the stink of burning leather 'Cause you're young and right down radio sings, cool life forever And depending on the weather, you'll be there
Your shadow tall, you lean against the wall Waiting on the call Waiting on the call that will set it out
At the top of the hour, meet me at Cappuccino City Roaches climbing the wall, coffee is cold Service is shitty, in neon light you look so pretty As you say Your race is run, no longer having fun You're not the only one Not the only one with short memory You're not the only one with short memory
FM on the stereo Belgians in the Congo Short memory Cappuccino CityTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
