The night of a thousand verses One thousand friends said have you heard What we expected
We are all working late and Waiting to win a prize we don't deserve And live to collect it
Can't you see I'm weary Maybe this news can wait
The night of a thousand verses One thousand strivers strain to hear A voice that's left us
And the magazines still have to sell us Twelve mastergeniuses a year It's all so shameless
Can't you see I'm weary Maybe this news can wait
Can't you see I'm blurry Maybe this news can wait
Maybe there was a message in it I don't know where you hid it Maybe there was a piece that will fit I don't know where to fit it
Tell me what kind of prize can you get Where you don't want to win it?
Can't you see I'm weary Maybe this news can wait
Can't you see I'm blurry Maybe this blues can wait.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.