Hold it, you've got, the wrong idea Feasting upon the flesh of your own peer
We'll serve you sardines, on the coast of Cannes Out of old servo tins Festive and festy, salty as your forehead
"Is it mine, I forget?" Get older - shed pretense Give it up, it'll never pass You old dog, you old dog
You'd bet your kid on the weather patterns I could sculpture your face into the ice Hoping for anything, the right ideas Melting along with the world in which you lived
We'll serve you sardines, on the coast at Cannes Out of old servo cans Festive and festy, salty as your forehead
"Is it mine, I forget?" Get older - shed pretense Give it up, it'll never pass You old dog, you old dog Give it up, it'll never pass You old dog, you old dogTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
