These are the words, they're as old as the hills Cooked on a diet of mushrooms and pills One man's crime is another man's thrill And we're gone
Gonna get beat to the beat of your heart Gonna get wings on your wings for a start Take it down easy, won't know where you are And you're gone
And we're laid in your arms We're laid in your arms
Summer is easy, the cotton is high Mama's good-looking, your papa has died One man's love is another man's crime And we're gone
Idiot bastard, son of a gun Heaven is easy, your living is done Take it down easy, won't know what you've done And we're gone
And we're laid in your arms We're laid in your arms We're laid in your arms We're laid in your arms
Clock on the wall says it's quarter to four TV set's on but you've seen it before One man's crime is another man's cure And you're gone
Clock on the wall says it's quarter to six TV set's on but you're sick of the pricks One man's crime is another man's hit And we're gone
And we're laid in your arms We're laid in your arms We're laid in your arms We're laid in your arms
Your only love is a love of the gods Living your life with unfortunate sods One man's even, the other man odd And you're gone
You're gone with a wave of your hand Gone with your head in the sand Gone, you won't understand Gone, die like a manTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
