Μιας και πέθανε, ας θυμηθούμε λίγο και τι έγραφε.
BABY LEMONADE
In the sad town
cold iron hands clap
the party of clowns outside
rain falls in grey far away
please, please, baby lemonade
In the evening sun going down
when the earth streams in, in the morning
send a cage through the post
make your name like a ghost
please, please, baby lemonade
I'm screaming, I met you this way
you're nice to me like ice
in the clock they sent through a washing machine
come around, make it soon, so alone...
please, please, baby lemonade
In the sad town
cold iron hands clap
the party of clowns outside
rain falls in grey far away
please, please, baby lemonade
In the evening sun going down
when the earth streams in, in the morning
send a cage through the post
make your name like a ghost
please, please, baby lemonade
« Last Edit: 07 Apr, 2008, 00:28:26 by wings »
I can live everywhere in the world, but it must be near an airport -and a pharmacy, I would add.
Δεν είναι ο ύπνος της λογικής που γεννάει τέρατα, αλλά ο άγρυπνος ορθολογισμός που πάσχει από αϋπνίες.