The children are slow on my side of the city they're all acting tough, they'relooking so pretty they hide in the dark cause bright lights are so deadly
I heard your song You sang your mom and dad went punk they called you the unknown quotient or something close to that Now all the little boys write bad
Half by sea Through the isthmus o'er the cape they're rounding Over land Follow the shallow ribbon of the plat an El Dorado waits like an avalanche and
I left my heart in Kansas It's the second biggest ball of twine Quantrill is bound to catch us Come on kids, begin to secede It'll be alright It'll be
Fordítás: Beulah. My Side Of The City.
Fordítás: Beulah. Ballad Of The Lonely Argonaut.
Fordítás: Beulah. Pontozás Augusta.