quarta-feira, maio 26, 2010

India Rubber

Did it all for you to say
You never wanted me that way
Now the dogs have had their meat
I think I'll go plug in the mains

I tumble like a clown
Before your baying hounds
I supplicate myself
Into your hands

When you spare a make-up smile
I'm instantly your biggest fan
How was I to know that you
Practiced it beforehand?

I tumble like a clown
Before your baying hounds
I supplicate myself
Into your hands



Mas não, vocês dois não, por favor...

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