11 acessos
They do scare me
These silent faces
Cramming pre-dawn
Commuter trains
You smell mothballs
Sweat and anger
Let ’em be man
And don’t tell jokes
Hey man they’ve taught me to feel
Green slime smeared on a child
Bloody scurf over my eyes
Where will the salmon spawn
The car rides smoothly
Turn on the radio
Well I’m sure man
You’ll feel much better
They’ve got music
Good-humoured DJs
Think of your off-time
And don’t ask why
Hey man ...