In our shop, as you can see You’d be a man, you wanna be Unhappy with the way it goes? You’d buy another life And our prices… who can beat? Here’s royal flesh and common meat You name it, my associate is sharpening her knife
Please take a peek inside, Tell me how it feels like
You’re spilling Paper blood in the blaze of glory, Paper blood, on the holy ground Paper blood, never ending story Paper blood makes the world go round and round
We’ve got it covered to the tee Another wife? Just take a brief Lok at this fine selection of those bitches from the East We’re selling friend, we’re selling cars A recent show with superstars A child, a war, a heart, a soul It’s all to make you pleased….right!
Nothing is too strange When we are in this price range
You burning paper blood in the blaze of glory Paper blood on the holy ground Paper blood, never ending story Paper blood can buy a tiny crown For this sad and weary clown So he can smile and take a look around Across his kingdom, false as it could be And what’s wrong with that? Where tears of joy are impossible to see What do we need them for? Where heartfelt laughter’s not what you will hear And so what? Enough of that, ‘coz it’s my biggest fear
You’re burning Paper blood in the blaze of glory, Paper blood, on the holy ground Paper blood, never ending story Paper blood makes the world go round and round Round and round Round and roundTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
