The smiles on city windows it's only the weekly cleaner The dials on all the faces are gradually getting nearer So make it careful when you can Forget it if you've read the plan Call a friend when you're in doubt Nights are hard when you're locked out
Grins painted on radiators it's only the teeth of laughter The numbers of all the victories are stenciled on soon after So don't regret to leaves that fall Have a little have it all Take a bit give just as much nights are hard without the touch
The smiling suburban collars they power the city cisterns Whenever they pull the train chains they gradually start the pistons So keep your hair on if you can When you're living in a van Call a friend when you're in doubt Nights are hoarse when you're locked out
Grins painted on petrol tigers are only the tanks of porter Statistics of all the campaigns are written down on water So don't regret the cars that rust everything must turn to dust Cultivate and dig your croft Nights are hard when you've gone soft
Lovers in the dark murders in the park By the silv'ry moon yeah Blankets from the fear cars when roads are near Winter's much too soon Yeah yeahTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
