Texty:
Smog Rain On Lens

Rain on lens Rain on lens Boom in frame Boom in frame All is ruin Let's take it again

Preklad: Smog. Dažďa na objektíve 1.

I'm a bit like a soldier In the way I wear no uniform And choose not to fight And fight all night For some other cause I'm a bit like the grave digger

And so I dance in dirty pants A drink in my hand No shirt and broken tooth Barefoot and beaming The crowd is stomping Stomping a song For me to dance

my good arm on her belly Her hips Her knees She is made of several babies I keep my scratchy cast to myself As I feel our bodies melt Into two drops of lazy rain

Rain on lens Rain on lens Boom in frame Boom in frame All is ruin Let's take it again

sightside the blindside The wifeside the fightside here is no rest for your brother Pulleys are clinking Ropes are fraying Down to thread Maybe was made wrong Rubbing on