Texty:
V Krabici

I'm not a free lunch box car parked in the seat Dead-end streetcar of desire caught by the tail piece I'm a jiffy pop tarts are bad for your teen-aged

Do you wanna see inside?... It's not lacquer or gold but it shines anyway It's nothing you can hold No one can steal it away It's invisible to

I left kisses on your front stoop So you could find them on your way home And wear them at a party where I'd be your guest With your soul spinning langfuidly

Hey girl I got somethin' real important to give you So just sit down and listen Girl you know we've been together such a long long time (Such a long

Trapped in a box by a cockney nutjob Have a cup of tea...have a cup of tea Ia­m the hitcher Let me put you in the picture Creeping in your room in the

check out if you see one just in case, dead matters go on and on and on check if you see one check just in case its dead see, a white bat in a box its

Preklad: V kolónke. V krabici.

Preklad: Lawrence zbraní. Budem brať to, čo je v krabici, Monty.

Preklad: Bezpochyby. Chytenie v krabici.