Paroles de Carrier Pigeon
Sleepwalkers standingOn marshy ground;
They won't fall if you don't wake them up.
The icicles on the old jugde's beard,
Won't tell him what he's guilty of.
The mummy and the ghost
Making a special toast,
Drinking through Saturday -
His last dance is almost over,
A menu with no choice;
He didn't raise his voice.
A carrier pigeon
Lost a message on its way.
Fighting a lion - his executioner -
making silver ripples for the audience.
A wasteland would be the only nest for a
bird that tries to fool the rules.
He never did no wrong;
He stayed a bit too long.
Small change could buy him time
And a princess in a magazine.
She sure put on some weight,
But people still think she's great.
A carrier pigeon
Lost a message on its way.
An evil witch told him about the club, And the bouncer is the first
To stand in line.
(Merci à Leon DUONER pour cettes paroles)
Drinking through Saturday -
His last dance is almost over,
A menu with no choice;
He didn't raise his voice.
A carrier pigeon
Lost a message on its way.
Fighting a lion - his executioner -
making silver ripples for the audience.
A wasteland would be the only nest for a
bird that tries to fool the rules.
He never did no wrong;
He stayed a bit too long.
Small change could buy him time
And a princess in a magazine.
She sure put on some weight,
But people still think she's great.
A carrier pigeon
Lost a message on its way.
An evil witch told him about the club, And the bouncer is the first
To stand in line.
(Merci à Leon DUONER pour cettes paroles)
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