A horse, a horse My kingdom for a horse Rattling on magnetic fields
Yes I did use up The last box of sparklers Before they went bad Got wet or decayed
Homecoming queen, homecoming queen
Teeth what were sharp Is ground down and dumb My crooked spine becoming more brittle What once grew straight And tall t’ward the sun Is absorbing back down To dirt like a sponge
Homecoming queen, homecoming queen Homecoming queen, homecoming queenTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
