Paroles de A Children's Crusade On Acid
Sarah settle down,keep your helmet on
walk through streets of gold
with cigarettes you hand rolled
I don't know you
and I don't owe you a thing
but I smile so hard it hurts
and just when things get worse
you say you've woken from a dream
abandoned by your mother
oh could this be?
satan, settle down!
keep your trousers on
you can warm the globe,
but leave my wretched soul alone
I don't know you!
and I don't owe you a thing
but the children lose their minds
in such uncertain times
I am awoke from a dream
surrounded by my lovers
oh, woe is me!
oh christ, I am!
the children lose their minds
in such uncertain times
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