In mY head there are pocketS of madneSS carpet-BomBed SwatheS of land thIS IS mY vIetnam
thIS IS a wonderful, rIvetIng daY to go a trIp for lIfe, So to Speak a rendezvouS wIth old nIck In mY head, gIve me head, go ahead In mY head, feIgn You're dead, motorhead I'm Your prIvate Bateman BeSpoke marquIS de Sade I'm Your lovIng father heY, let me tuck You In!
never agaIn, and then agaIn never agaIn, and then agaIn I hold the fort I held the fort I hear the voIce agaIn
we call on You; we call on You to dIe! we call on You, we call on You! gentlY mY Self explodeS mY BraIn IS Blown to pIeceS I found mY waY, I found mY waY mY waY I found mY waY, I found mY waY treeS of green I See, red roSeS too, I See them Bloom we call on You; we call on You to dIe! we call on You, we call on You! how would You lIke to dIne tonIght? how would You lIke to dIe tonIght?
In mY caSe there IS nothIng more to appeal all IS Set, here we go, c'eSt fInI SaY goodBYe In the chaIr, oh mY dear, how'S mY haIr? I'm the chaIr of thIS chaIr I'm kIng lear Such a great performance cnn IS here tonIght! are You feelIng SheepISh?
dId the jurY get It rIght?
maYBe we're rIght, or we're wrong maYBe we're rIght, or we're wrong I'm In the clear wISh I were I hear the voIce agaInTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
