There's this place full of mountain heads Living and chewing on the fat Built upon the hazy plan Like foundations slipping through the sand
Long teeth and whiskers like a rat Fearing only those present They got zero emotion And everybody's fed up with that
Warm outside but very cold within Followed and praised for many years They got all the promotions Isn't that the way it's always been
History's written always red It's pages are painful and clear It's so full of devotion Makes you wonder where it could have led
Put the lights out, fair weather ahead These strange new creatures Aha, they won't be ledTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
