Paroles de Sinister Jazz

deep, deep in the heat, fallen and weak... sometimes we meet. feet sending out beats on dirty streets... sometimes we speak. wendy got it in the throat. linda died in alan's coat. you read it all in brian's note. (you're never going home.) bone covered by stone, feeling alone, and never going home robert lost the plot in greece. the jesus army stole your niece. but all you ever do is eat. (you're never going home) you're never going home you're never going home you're never going home you're never going home