What?s troubling Gus? You sound demented Is it because someone talked and she told me? He no longer thinks anything that moves And everything he sees
I was first attracted by your scent Your heart must be a caramelized onion By the time I saw your flame It was all over for you and wash is name I think
't believe There are words to spare and be a tip and a nod Admitting it's half the defeat Tonight the non-essential worker is hunting the problem bears
Fordítás: Tragikus Hip. A Bear.
Fordítás: Tragikus Hip. Gus: A Polar Bear A Central Park.
Fordítás: Tragikus Hip. Probléma Medvék.