Bless my brother hiding in the dustbin I went out to the trees just spoken to the breeze I said you've gone, you've gone to the dustbin
All over the place I said murder I said how could you get talking discipline Because it don't mean, it don't mean a thing
You think yourself so aware, so out of the ordinary But it don't, it don't, it don't mean a thing And the only thing you ever believe
Bless my brother hiding in the dustbin ‘Cause everything I do I don't know spoken dreams I said you've got to be good, I said you've got to be good
I've got to watch catch your step all over him A deadly poison I'm covered in the, in the right decisions Outrageous remarks I said fall into misery Because they don't, they don't, they don't mean a thing They don't, they don't, they don't mean a thingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
