Interlude #3
Paul westerberg
We're almost at the start of a brand new lie
There're drink and drugs and smokes and shrugs
And only you'd ask why
No need for firearms
With a pair of burning eyes
Suffer fools no longer
The folker never dies...
There're drink and drugs and smokes and shrugs
And only you'd ask why
No need for firearms
With a pair of burning eyes
Suffer fools no longer
The folker never dies...
Encontrou algum erro na letra? Por favor envie uma correção clicando aqui!