segunda-feira, 8 de junho de 2009

Andar a dormir



"I heard they were taming the shrew
I heard the shrew was you

You might as well say fuck me cause I'm gonna keep on

Keep on loving you


I'd crawl over fifty yards of broken

Glass just to hold on your hand

Sleeping is the only love


I had this friend his name was Marc with a "c"

His sister was like the heat coming off the back of an old TV

Their folks were slain in their Reed Boiling Springs home

It was the worst of the Lord, some of the worst of the Lord


Later I'd come to find

Life is sweeter than Jewish wine

Give a box of candy or a foot massage

Some people don't take the time


I'd crawl over fifty yards of burning

Coals just to make it with you

Sleeping is the only love
"