Testo di Joey The Canary

Tossed and scrambled in a cage some sixteen miles below. I attempted sending Codes, but only ghosts reply, and it's cramped in here. Though the Freezer's packed with a hundred crates of beer, it won't wash away my Tears, my fear. Ionsidered writing novels. I thought hard about this Career, solved a dozen famous mysteries, but still I can't be clear if There is anybody up there, perhaps it's been a year. Is there still Anybody up there. Io fear. is there anybody up there, was you ever There at all?(x4)