Pink and Bleue şarkı sözleri

When I drink too much I shit my pants Feel a little maidish Lose my marbles Singing an old love song (Oh, no Verlaine) Talking about you And me Thing-a-ma-jig Joe, who is he? A punch in the liver That you don't feel because Singing a pink song Full of love and bruises A poor blue song Kisses, screams, black and blue Singing a pink song Who doesn't handle prose with kid gloves? A poor blue song A song pink and bleue When my soul is grey I feel my wings will break Coming, going Like little sisters Who ain't got the right tricks When there was not you nor me, no holes Thing-a-ma-jig or Joe Blows When there is less, ain't nothing left So I serve my dose One glass of pink song Pint of shouts and bruises You like that shit? Listen dumbass douchebag To my pink song Who doesn't handle prose with kid gloves? This is my Pink and bleue Just one glass of pink song Don't handle with kid gloves This is my pink and bleue My pink and bleue