
Did you do too many drugs?
The sweet parade the morning brings
The drifters wearing angel wings
The hard distorted hymns they sing
So sad the night is over
He was my hero back when I was a kid
You let me down but Chavo never once did
You called him names to try to get beneath my skin
Now your ashes are scattered on the wind
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autor: DonTravolta, 24/12/2021
Arhiva
The sweet parade the morning brings
The drifters wearing angel wings
The hard distorted hymns they sing
So sad the night is over
I want to get out in the sun and rain,
And feel the wind on my skin again;
The world is large, and I’ve got time yet.
And, by the way, thanks for that cigarette.
Thank you very much!
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
We used to waste hours just walkin’ around
We used to wait
All those wasted lives in the wilderness downtown
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