Standing beside my fake balcony Letting the air in disturbing my family Hearing the click of the old thermostat I'm heating the outside, I sound like my dad
The sun had the guts Or even the decency To show not it's face That pitiful once to me If you're gonna hide The whole afternoon Then slip into night Without making a scene
Some politician died I know nothing will change I'm still an optimist The flags are halfway up
I know it won't happen at this rate I don't ask for much, don't need to be head of state I just want when I die, my obituary To bring a cruel hope like rush Limbaugh did for meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
