head They say that I'm sick in the head They call me Mr. Carbohydrate They call me Mr. Inadequate They call me Mr. Paranoia They call me Mr. Hypochondria
All I want is sex in drugs I want to kiss the sky Look the rainbow in its eye Land my spaceship in the streets Freak the world with gangsta beats I
They say that I'm sick in the head They call me Mr. Carbohydrate They call me Mr. Inadequate They call me Mr. Paranoia They call me Mr. Hypochondria
Preklad: Manic Street Preachers. Pán Sacharidy.
ll promise you anything place your hand over your heart don`t want to fool myself anymore think nobody else will ever know [Chorus] Mr. white, up all night hiding in my room Mr
It`s something that you can`t deny cause I feel. The more I feel, the more i make u believe Ain`t nothing yet, I got some more on my sleeve So be warned
