You're waking up martyrs to ask them for lighters Tears on pillows look like leaves on willows Bright young boxers with eyes like foxes Do you like me room you know it comes with a groom All the best drinkers are very good thinkers It's pink and attractive like the head of a match is Arithmetic angels use stage names of angels There is parties in winder when everybodys bitter You know you're changing your star sign because you only work part time Now your standing here naked with a fist full of aphids Looking round corners to see if you oughta You're sleeping in cake tins to try and stay thin Oh take me there She's training pigeons to lose their bearings They deliver earings to girls with no hearing Staying sober you get run over You're making it up before the cameras go live Oh take me thereTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
