She got a red dress Kicking up pretty heels She's playing the money games Givin' us men a thrill Spending nights in Sin City Wearing all the upper class
The manager is waiting to be paid Along with priests and deacons of his court A quartermaster, quite a man, a mistress of the line Has found a last cent
I bleed black mud I bleed a cavity in your body A cavity for thoughtless fuck Pour forth, black mud Pour forth, black mud life I bleed a hole Without
Fordítás: John Cale. Nagy Károly.
Fordítás: One Way System. Nagy Károly.
i think that, i'm of course opposed to terror or any rational person is but I think that if we're serious about the question of terror serious about
i'd like to actively encourage the toughest man to dance as hard as he can to this, my song. and bring your stupidest friends along. we wrote this song
