Texty písní » Pere Ubu - Words In Collision
Any day is half a night:
I'll be the moon;
you hold the light.
You don't wanna know what's been beached on the sand...
the worse it gets the more I understand.
Les haricots sont pas salé.
(Something weird is coming this way.)
Cling to me, I will cover you.
Don't it seem to be like a honeymoon?
Mountains rumble.
Rivers sway.
Run to me, there's a storm on the way.
You don't wanna be alone with the truth on the lam...
The worse it gets the more I understand.
Les haricots sont pas salé.
(Something weird is coming this way.)
Cling to me, I will cover you.
Don't it seem to be like a honeymoon?
Is it a dream?
Darkly so.
Smiles all around, maybe nobody knows.
You don't wanna be near when fear grips the land...
the worse it gets the more I understand.
Les haricots sont pas salé.
(Something weird is coming this way.)
Cling to me, I will cover you.
Don't it seem to be like a honeymoon?
Přidal: supercheer dne 05. 09. 2007 v 17:25.
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