Kissogram - "Come Spring Come Reason"
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текст:
Yesterday I slept
With my hairdresser
Now I've got curly hair
And stormy weather
I sold the weather
And bought gloves of leather
The birds spread their feathers
And chirped like young gods
Come spring, come reason
I want a new season
I don't to hear you talking 'bout it -
I want to feel it
Come spring, come reason...
I heard you talking 'bout god
'Bout young people starving
Jesus got a whirlpool
And descends from Charles Darwin
Blow ye cold winds now
Over the ocean
Into my windows
Wake me up now
Come spring, come reason
I want a new season
I don't to hear you talking 'bout it -
I want to feel it
Come spring, come reason
I want a new season
Come monks, let's watch a plane crash!
Woke up this morning
I like my new haircut
Stains on my body
Birds on the balcony
Get up, get up now
Sun shines out loud
You have to leave now
For my Bonnie's gonna come
Come spring, come reason
I want a new season
I don't to hear you talking 'bout it -
I want to feel it
Come spring, Come reason...
