He gave me his time in half forgotten jews Talk a scarecrow has a mind to jump the fence If he's got any sense (my legs have gone to their maker) If he's got any sense...
Ecstasy
I've got a hunch, I've got a hunch This is a song about ecstasy Sing it loud and sing it next to me Sing it loud and sing it clear Cause it is all we need to hear Sing a song about ecstasy
A golden line we stand entwined A thorough bred beneath the bed A pidgeon strut in open field Litter bins hide a place A bloody disgrace, a bloody disgrace About ecstasy next to me
A flowers scent I'm heaven bent I'm scarred for life I'm scarred for life In open fields, fields open in I stumble in to stumble out And this is what its all about A roundabout, a roundabout A bloody disgrace, a bloody disgrace
Sing a song about ecstasy Sing it loud and sing it next to me Goodbye A scarecrow has a sense to jump the fence To jump the fence, to jump the fenceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
