Testo di Pidgeon Standard

I hear a flowing river Waterfalls and pipes spilling out Keep telling myself it's just background noise But it's your fucking sewer mouth Day after day and it only gets worse Morrissey ain't got shit on you I'd hesitate to choose who should die first I can't know how to hear any more about you Just rambling on and on and on Takes so much for my words to cut through An uphill battle and I can only lose This needle and thread through your lips Is my fucking dream come true You're one word away From a life of pain I get sick from the sound of your voice Make your choice