Testo di Slow Good Morning

Poison The Well Slow Good Morning There are bodies strewn all over my bedroom floor, I don't know how they got there but I'm sure, it's the fuckers in their ships Taunting everyone who walks by as they sail through my front door Through my bedroom window, not a window at all but a hole that peasant left with his cannonball They look so pretty Pretty weak to have let it go on this long There are still bodies thrown on my bedroom floor, I don't know how they got there but I have a plan now So they say we aren't really here so don't just try to punish us, you are the one who has lost his mind We didn't bring the bodies, we couldn't throw them on your floor We didn't bring the bodies, we didn't throw them on your floor You are the one who has lost his mind They look so pretty Pretty weak to have let it go on this long