Paroles:
Elija

Let's go! I see the mask on the face you try to hide I get all dressed up in my sexy suicide This fear that bleeds inside Soaks you to the bone What'

Jumpin' out the window Movin' on, groovin' on Which way will the wind blow? We can't be wrong, so say "So long" Imma pick you up, Imma pick you up Whatcha

Look at me I'm fallin' Off of a cliff now I can still hear my mama yelling No No No But the words mean nothing Can't catch up to me now And the view is

Got a rock and roll ditty From the heart of the city To a country lane far away Drums are beatin' And the bass repeatin' And it rocks you to sleep just

Choisis ta vie choisis tes drogues choisis tes partenaires choisis ta securite choisis ta voiture, ta seconde voiture ta maison, ta femme, ton regime

He's a WHAT? He's a WHAT? He's a newspaper man and he gets his best ideas From a newspaper stand; From his boots to his pants To his comments and his

You've given up don't even try Pretty soon you'll stop asking why What do you want to do with your life as it's fading? It's all just a waste of time

jump down, turn around, pick a bail of cotton. jump down, turn around, pick a bail a day. [chourus] oh lordy, pick a bail of coton. oh lordy, pick a

Well, I don?t go out all the time What kinda fool do you think I am? But a rowdy Wednesday nighter Ain?t really somethin? you can plan Gotta be at work