Testo di foolssong

And with what shall I fix The hole in the bucket, dear Liza Where the honeyed diamonds of the light leaving your eyes were? Shall I cancel the play? What, three showings a day? It was shitty, we couldn't stay longer Beneath the bridge we kissed I was busy eating my own wrist for that I walked into the room and was made sick by the room I painted a painting known as A Girl And Her Broom Its figures all lit up Nagasaki, at Night, at War with the devil It ain't easy being a baby like you! And it ain't easy being a baby like me!