원문 가사
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Well i'm waking up | to your crazy shit
And i'm leaving now | yes i'm a jumping ship |
Because your heart is cold | like a box of beer
And i just can cope| with you my dear
Under the bleaching sun | out on the washing line
Hanging from our thumbs | until we get us dry
And i'm cooking up | a little kooky scheme [kook kook]
To clean their minds | such precious minds| the sweetest minds i've ever seen
Now you're feeding on | the simple young
And your bloody tongue | doesn't turn me on
A sacrificial lamb | is in your arms
And i see your face | and its wicked charms
And the way you work the room | until everybody here starts bleeding from the eyes
Under the bleaching sun | out on the washing line
Hanging from our thumbs | until we get us dry
And i'm a cooking up | a little kooky scheme [kook kook]
To clean their minds | and break your spine | apart in my hands
And this could be all | that you ever know | until you let it go your mind is gone
It's heading for the bleaching sun
I'll never know | i don't mind at all
' cause i've seen it all fall before
As you head into the bleaching sun….
You're heading for the | bleaching sun
