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Paroles
Jim's not talking to Ruth, she still acts like his dad
She could learn how to stand on the anthill
But she's not in the mood and the cat's in the bag
and the cow and the dog are in there too
But Jim's not really mad, it's his speech impediment
Flap your hands as you dive in the carpool
Though it's not what he meant
Today they come and take the drivers away
Tomorrow they will set the building ablaze
Let the ash and the dust fill the air
Person A lost a shoe, person B lost his teeth
Good thing they fought the war on the sidewalk
And the kids love their meat, like a dog loves a bone
invite the girl with the pig from the sidewalk
She'll come some other week
Today they come and take the cowboys away
Tomorrow they will steal the haloes of saints
Let the moans and the cries fill the air
Qualify from a coffin to lifeboat
Common eyes see 'why' in an eyeful
Who am I in a war of the wasted?
Kill the truce if the flag isn’t blowing
She could learn how to stand on the anthill
But she's not in the mood and the cat's in the bag
and the cow and the dog are in there too
But Jim's not really mad, it's his speech impediment
Flap your hands as you dive in the carpool
Though it's not what he meant
Today they come and take the drivers away
Tomorrow they will set the building ablaze
Let the ash and the dust fill the air
Person A lost a shoe, person B lost his teeth
Good thing they fought the war on the sidewalk
And the kids love their meat, like a dog loves a bone
invite the girl with the pig from the sidewalk
She'll come some other week
Today they come and take the cowboys away
Tomorrow they will steal the haloes of saints
Let the moans and the cries fill the air
Qualify from a coffin to lifeboat
Common eyes see 'why' in an eyeful
Who am I in a war of the wasted?
Kill the truce if the flag isn’t blowing
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| Publication | 07 mars 2008 | ||||||||||
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