Drifter کے بول

Christine: You sent all your teeth to a jeweller And broke them whistlers They are asunder Some of them could say you lost your temper In the bloomed colours There could be an answer The queens: Callin' cee cee lee cee cee lyles cee cee lie lie lie Callin' cee cee lee cee cee lyles cee cee lie lie lie Callin' cee cee lee cee cee lyles cee cee lie lie lie Christine: You're a drifter! You're a drifter! You're a drifter! You're a drifter! You're a drifter! You're a drifter! You're a drifter! You're a drifter! You're a drifter! You're a drifter! You're a drifter! You're a drifter! A volcano died as you shily spoke Now follow its smoke Now follow its smoke What lies ahead is an empty kingdom Where there can be no question There can be no love The queens: Callin' cee cee lee cee cee lyles cee cee lie lie lie Callin' cee cee lee cee cee lyles cee cee lie lie lie Callin' cee cee lee cee cee lyles cee cee lie lie lie Christine: You're a drifter! You're a drifter! You're a drifter! You're a drifter! You're a drifter! You're a drifter! You're a drifter! You're a drifter! You're a drifter! You're a drifter! You're a drifter! You're a drifter!