Your parents' generation made the nightmare love And I've seen them circling the hawks and the doves They're weaving sticks together with the utmost care Using ribbons cut from their children's hair And every single second there's a new one made Cats in the alley, eyes aflame
The story's long, long, long
And oh, why stop when you've not had enough? Bodies lurching for the filthy cup Let's not delay
I know the medication's been a trial sweet So you stay inside and forget to eat Before your brother joined the army he was nothing too You should see now what he can do What I'm saying is the answer is to drink it up Eat the body, taste the blood
The story's long, long, long
And oh, why stop when you have had enough? Bodies lurching for the filthy cup Who's not to blame?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.