Mother, father I'm sorry to say my disposition lives another day You're not gonna be happy Are any of us happy?
Mother, father I'm sorry to say my disposition lives another day You're not gonna be happy Are any of us happy?
Maybe I'm living with eyes closed shut Maybe I'm giving, maybe not enough Maybe that's the beauty, maybe that's the pain Maybe living's easy, maybe dying's the same
They say you call it punch drunk love, call it power to abusers He spits his propane and my refusal is a fueller He's singing from a hymn sheet, I'm singing for the others They say I've gone cold while I'm sat drowning in the gutter
Mother, father Holy Spirit and ghost I pray when I'm gonna be happy? Is anybody happy?
Mother, father Holy Spirit and ghost, I pray when I'm gonna be happy? Is anybody happy? Can anybody be happy?
They say you call it punch drunk love, call it power to abusers He spits his propane and my refusal is a fueller He's singing from a hymn sheet, I'm singing for the others They say I've gone cold while I'm sat drowning in the gutter
They say I've gone cold while I'm sat drowning in the gutter They say I've gone cold while I'm sat drowning in the gutter They say I've gone cold while I'm sat drowning in the gutter They say I've gone cold while I'm sat drowning in the gutterTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.