Парад благополучия, театр цивильности В выгребной яме, в доме терпимости Ты видел когда-нибудь? Глянь за кулисы Как в амбарах фестивалят жирные крысы.
In the mid-day heat I gave a sigh Cruisin' through the garden district, I was out of my mind The star of India's in my hotel room In a briefcase combination
In the mid-day heat I gave a sigh Cruisin' through the garden district I was out of my mind The star of India's in my hotel room In a briefcase combination
Vertaling: Ash. Dag van die Triffids.
Where I come from, no one knows Where I'm going I can't disclose but I'll wear no labels upon my clothes on the day of my ascension I deal the pack
Since she found somebody new, I thought I never could Or did you for I thought then I never would but time is taking all the pain away Until now I