You can wave with a stick And the violins are quick to follow
And you can wave with a stick But the magic of the trick is hollow
It's not gold, it's no deal If you wanna know what is real Don't sink your teeth into it
Man, I've put the popcorn and sweets Down on your empty seat 'Cause you didn't make it
What goes up Must come down and down it stays You're telling me, you're telling me to call it a day
It's a gravitational threat To resurrect from the dead, sweet Jesus
But I gotta give it to you It takes originality and wit If you're burying your shit when it freezes
It's not gold, it's no deal If you wanna know what is real Don't sink your teeth into it
You know what goes up Must come down and down it stays Must come down and down it stays You're telling me, you're telling me how it is You're telling me, you're telling me you call it a dayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
