Paroles de Blues In D
there'll be a owl - 'sleeping on my gravewaiting - 'for me to sneak out
no i wont shout
ill be 'struggling & i wont be saved
cause i only feel - 'human vanity
all day - 'people around me
yea they make howl
my 'lonely graveyard-bound soul
they're just the slaves - of their appetite
they get stoned - on television
and they die
with self consious insanity
but though im - happy with nausea
bombs explode - that's all ill ever need
to wake me up
and write my blues again
so thank you - mr president
i owe you - the meaning of this song
i hope that you'll
be glad to sing along but he's just your mind thinking aloud
yea they make howl
my 'lonely graveyard-bound soul
they're just the slaves - of their appetite
they get stoned - on television
and they die
with self consious insanity
but though im - happy with nausea
bombs explode - that's all ill ever need
to wake me up
and write my blues again
so thank you - mr president
i owe you - the meaning of this song
i hope that you'll
be glad to sing along but he's just your mind thinking aloud
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