2 acessos
Can never place the name with the face
I can never place the name with the face
Don't touch me
Don't touch me up to the tees by the numbers
It's not much but I'm going under
It's not much but I'm going under
It's not much but I'm going under
Liar, Liar, everything's on fire
So I don't want to hear how you crossed the wires
Don't touch me, don't touch me up
Watch, I'll take it to the river
You'll come too, little Indian giver
You'll come too, little Indian giver
You'll come too, little Indian giver
So give us the keys now
We'll burn this hall of justice down
Around the ankles, or just to the ground
Hats off to the city fathers
They're no longer a hundred feet tall
They're no longer, no longer
And we're just here
Another hundred feet stronger