Lyrics:
Wasn't the question you asked me
It wasn't the answer I gave
That made me feel like I was on a train
It wasn't the answer I gave
That made me feel like I was on a train
Was a distant voice
Made me make a choice
That I had to get the fuck out of this town
I got a lot of things to do
A lot of places to go
I've got a lot of good things coming my way
And I'm afraid to say that you're not one of them
Last time I was there
You were out on the couch
Pressed into a little electric tune
I've got a lot of good things coming my way
And I'm afraid to say that you're not one of them
Last time I was there
You were out on the couch
Pressed into a little electric tune
It was the way that you smiled
Made me know at once
That I had to get the fuck out of this town
'cause I've decide to make a stand
And I'm not gonna take your hand
I'm taking the next bus outta here
I'm gonna head for Box Elder, M.O.
2 Kommentare:
Ooooohhh, sooo toll geworden! Quasi Pavement-Karaoke wegen Text. ;)
oh, mal was flottes, das gefällt mir sehr gut, lieber gzuf!!!
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