Testo di The Music Lovers

Feeling fine, but it must be the wine Cause it's April 27th and my baby's still dying on me We stole a gondola to sea And ditched the chaperones on jewel-encrusted roans who called us unprofessional Deep down they knew that we were the music lovers People say they just didn't want it enough The time of your lives has been had And your wives have been bad And look, the private sector's not denied you for the last time They're saying those grapes go rotten on the vine Oh but once we were the music lovers People say they just didn't want it enough Sister, the world cannot hold us Brother, you can go your own way