, we can not save ourselves. To breathe is not enough. Yes sir, I Will. When you woke this morning you looked so rocky-eyed, Blue and white normally
the center of Ethiopia Dirty money all they seeing on the phantom plates Seats blue jeans and it's treated like a Cabaret 5 shots now they need a roll
line where she can park anytime. Old Lady Grey; crash-barrier waltzer some only son's mother. Baker Street casualty. Oh, Mr. Policeman blue shirt ballet
The lazy way they turned your head Into a rest stop for the dead And did it all in gold and blue and grey The efforts to allay your dread, In spite of
: The lazy way they turned your head Into a rest stop for the dead And did it all in gold and blue and grey The efforts to allay your dread, In spite
death, we can not save ourselves. To breathe is not enough. Yes sir, I Will. When you woke this morning you looked so rocky-eyed, Blue and white normally
yellow line where she can park anytime. Old Lady Grey; crash-barrier waltzer some only son's mother. Baker Street casualty. Oh, Mr. Policeman blue shirt
Turn left up the street Nothing but grey concrete and dead beats Grab something to eat Maccy D's or KFC Only one choice in the city Done voice in my
