She had a hairbrush mic and a fantasy band
She opened up with We Are The Champions
Went into right into Under my Wheels
I was trying to figure out how I feel
autor: DonTravolta, 22/09/2023
Arhiva
For there were many things I didn’t know
And daddy always smiled and took me by the hand
Saying, someday you’ll understand
Well, I’m here to tell you now, each and every mother’s son
That you better learn it fast, you better learn it young
‘Cause someday never comes
Usually the lines grow faint
Like old house paint
Just a way to mark the years gone by
You lay on a couch three weeks
Until the color came back into your cheeks
As you tread your path through a jaundiced corridor
Where each day has no beginning and no end
There are those out here who claim to be so good
I suspect that Jesus holidayed in hell
Tell my mother I’m going home, I have been destroyed by hippie powers
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