It was cold and then it came I laid my cards plain to see They told me I had nothing to blame
My backbone's broken and the river's swollen The cars are purring The leaves are pouring The sidewalk's empty and the street is slippery The lights are dim Just like the people at the party I was at
I gotta move, I wanna split I'm pulling on a string That's coming to an end The last one broke on a bend I lost a hat and sat with a duck The last one broke on a bend I ain't got nothing to pluck I ain't got nothing at all
It was cold and then it came I had to duck to see the bus raging down On the cusp of my clustered lens They told me I had nothing to blame
The seats were warm and the birds they swarmed The place was bright and it felt just right My backbone's swollen and the river's broken The cars are purring the leaves are pouring The sidewalk's empty The street is slippery The lights are dim Just like the people at the party I was at
I gotta move I wanna split I'm pulling on a string That's coming to an end The last one broke on a bend I lost a hat and sat with a duck The last one broke on a bend I ain't got nothing to fuck
Compositores: Thomas Puechavy, Arthur Gillette, Charles Carmignac (Moriarty), Rosemary Standley (Moriarty), Stephan Zimmerli (Moriarty) ECAD: Obra #5570790