Yeah, yeah, oh yeah, what condition my condition was in? I woke up this mornin' with the sundown shinin' in I found my mind in a brown paper bag within
Oh yeah, alright Lately, I have not been treated gently by myself I have been over used, ripped off and abused Stomping in my shoes, well no more, hey
When I was younger than now I am I liked swimming, so I swam The town side of old Cinnamon Lane Tarmac broken from sun, up the grass came Up willow I
And we continue to chase the sun only to burn up both our hands and we will find out what's to know... in warning winds the truth will blow you might
Preklad: Útes. V poslednej dobe sa dupanie.
Preklad: Útes. Leto je v kvete.
Preklad: Útes. Len sa zastavil.
Preklad: RIFF. Nič sa v tomto meste.
And we continue to chase the sun only to burn up both our hands and we will find out what's to know... in warning winds the truth will blow you
