Lot of knots, lot of snags,
lot of holes, lot of cracks lot of crags.
Lot of naggin' old hags,
lot of fools, lot of fool scum bags.
Oh, it's such a drag, what a chore...
oh, your wounds are full of salt.
Everything's a stress and what's more,
well it's all somebody's fault.
Hey! Get over it!
Makes you sick, makes you ill,
makes you cheat, slipping change from the till.
Had it up to the gills... makes you cry
while the milk still spills.
Ain't it just a bitch? What a pain...
Well it's all a crying shame.
What left to do but complain?
Better find someone to blame.
Hey! Get over it!
Got a job, got a life,
got a four-door and a faithless wife.
Got those nice copper pipes,
got an ex, got a room for the night.
Aren't you such a catch? What a prize!
Got a body like a battle axe...
Love that perfect frown, honest eyes.
Octubre 2004.
Ya era hora, cogné!!--> (En Francés que se note que vivo al lado de traducción...)
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Escrito por Delirio a las 20 de Octubre 2004 a las 12:32 AMtum, pa, tum-pá! yeah jajaja mola muuuucho el dibuuu ([cantado] raquel se ralla.. -[voz aflautada: eco] se ralla...) jajaja dios xD lo sé, lo sé, ya me doy un collejón yo solita :P. O
Escrito por Rach a las 24 de Marzo 2008 a las 11:17 PM