: Life is just a bore It's a drag to leave my door Guess I'll have to say I just cry my life away I'll buy a top hat to brighten up my lonely life
Beat my head against a wall If it wasn?t for the blood I wouldn?t it know it at all Smile at the camera with broken teeth Slit my wrists, say cheese and
I waited for you, watching you sleep Machines were beating for you Dolled up in white, wrapped in tubes You wore them so gracefully Angels and demons
Well, if you're lookin' for a good time Look hard as you want but you ain't gonna find The kinda good time you will Come every Friday, Saturday evening
Life is just a bore It's a drag to leave my door Guess I'll have to say I just cry my life away I'll buy a top hat to brighten up my lonely life And they
Bang my head against the wall If it wasn't for the blood i wouldn't know it at all, Smile at the camera with broken teeth, Slit my wrists say cheese and
Übersetzung: William Anderson. Zylinder.
Übersetzung: Die Bee Gees. Top Hat.
Übersetzung: Zylinder. Dawn.
Übersetzung: Zylinder. Roses nicht sprechen.
Übersetzung: Jim Croce. Top Hat Bar and Grille.
Übersetzung: Gees Bee. Top Hat.
Übersetzung: Sparks. Pulling Kaninchen aus dem Hut.
Übersetzung: Mittwoch, 13.. Kein Kaninchen im Hut.
Life is just a bore It's a drag to leave my door Guess I'll have to say I just cry my life away I'll buy a top hat to brighten up my lonely life
