Prijevod: Prošle zime. Made za TV.
That they've always liked me better. You don't have to lie to me anymore. Because I already do it for you. And I already do it for you. You call me
, Mr. Lindsay, Hard times and winter so croool: you have stopped my watch At the stroke of three and call for the police But there's a time for tea and a time for
?s why you lookin' at my fingers but you see no rings Just a fist full of digits and a forty ounce of miller 'Cause the last girl I had that bitch made
I die There's a plain and a simple answer To each and every quest From every quiet dancer Who might be a special guest In a movie made for TV Or a
I pull out the choke, pump hard on the gas Oh, this wheezin' old bus is complaining. The Dungeness winter is blowing its last It's cold, but for once
Brew, Tame and Yak Pack it out early like winter for the brain I'm a stop like fish dinners with a jar of bizarre for the dip spinach The new left southpaws
you lookin at my fingers but you see no rings Just a fist full of digits and a forty ounce of Miller Cause the last girl I had that bitch made me wanna
, Tame and Yak Pack it out early like winter for the brain I'm a stop like fish dinners with a jar of bizarre for the dip spinach The new left southpaws
bats appear for half a year I practice crackin atmosphere If you offer me a glass of beer I'll shoot toxic gas in here that will last until the sun passes
