Breaking everybody's heart Singing everybody's song [Incomprehensible] The angry son The angry one Breaking everybody's heart Taking everyone apart Breaking everybody's heart Singing everybody's song
fill our heads with promises, keep changing the rulesthe side of big brother and we all know it's wrong so here's another fuck you song.
Now, this one's on you And I won't let it die and I won't let go Goddamn this whole thing And I remember being happy And I said That you must do what
'm grey my groove and gray obey I have spooks And spins and poof the spoof spins grins Uh oh. shake it baby yeah Uh oh. yeah ya ya ya ya ya ya Uh oh. paging mr. song
Some friends, you left me hanging In a room with a noose and a chair You told me to stay put And reminded me why I was there Cold-blooded and misguided
little Chinese kitty The little Chinese Ricky is of foam and you know that you can Ricky model home WAIT don?t go home we are destroying the song!!!!
Oh, City of Daughters, is that what you wanted to be? Oh, City of Daughters, is that what you wanted to be? Oh, City of Daughters, is it not safe to say
Our brush with success first came When we sold everything in a buyer's market Cling cling went the change in our pockets Away it went when we bought the
days They curse us in many different ways Oh, I fear we belong here I fear we belong here Will good songs be gone, will bad ones be near Will good songs
Oh, the horror, woe to find How you changed your mind When I thought that you would simply change your ways A hole in the bucket Dinosaurs say 'fuck
Now...This ones on you, and I won't let it die...I won't let go again. Goddamn this whole thing. I remember being happy. And I said, That you must do
like ss regalia on your skeletal frame a forked tongue French kiss from three feet away we hold each other like hostages one last time as the vipers
Перевод: Многие. С этой песней я уничтожу Myself.
Перевод: Of Montreal. Мы разрушаем песни.
Перевод: Неизвестно. Разрушитель песни.
Owski Buk I'm groovy I'm gray and my groove and gray obey I have spoofs and spins and poof the spoof spins grins uh oh shake it baby yeah uh oh yeah uh oh paging mr. song
: Now we're counting seconds. We've lost our only guide. Left to watch our waking life fall to earth and collide. Here memory serves no purpose.
: Some friends, you left me hanging In a room with a noose and a chair You told me to stay put And reminded me why I was there Cold-blooded and misguided
