كلمات 40 Days

Yeah check one two ... now I`ve got the clue baby ... let`s dance This garden was full of boxes filled with my favourite toys I never felt remorse when I provoked the winds that blew them all away I`m creeping on all fours again I`m begging for rain To wash all my sins away...crosscountry Now it`s time to use my brain because For fourty days I was caught in a room without a view My head`s spinning around from all my dirty thoughts real filthy thoughts I wanted to find peace of mind but all I got was hate and self deception In the prime of life the dead of winter has arrived I`m feeling fagged shagged and fashed Come on treat me with a little love You know I like it hard and dirty This garden was full of people I should have kissed but know it`s too late The wind blew them far away crosscountry that`s the end of the line god bless and happy drinkin