Текст песне : Kula Shaker. S.o.s..
:
Blood transfusion, revolution
Satellites on mars,
Man became the spawn of satan
Driving ?round in cars<a href="http://www.testimania.com/">Testi Canzoni</a>
I read the news but
The news didn?t fascinate
I stayed at home, watched
The media ejaculate
This is the age of decay and hypocrisy
Sometimes I feel like the world
Isn?t ready for me.
Every time I turn
A microscopic worm
Is telling me he?s it
Dressed in robes of cosmic ego
Crawling round in...shit
I read the news but
The news didn?t fascinate
I stayed at home, watched
The media ejaculate
This is the age of decay and hypocrisy
Sometimes I feel like the world
Isn?t ready for me
This is the age of decay and hypocrisy
Sometimes I feel like the world
Isn?t ready for me.
Blood transfusion, revolution
Satellites on mars,
Man became the spawn of satan
Driving ?round in cars<a href="http://www.testimania.com/">Testi Canzoni</a>
I read the news but
The news didn?t fascinate
I stayed at home, watched
The media ejaculate
This is the age of decay and hypocrisy
Sometimes I feel like the world
Isn?t ready for me.
Every time I turn
A microscopic worm
Is telling me he?s it
Dressed in robes of cosmic ego
Crawling round in...shit
I read the news but
The news didn?t fascinate
I stayed at home, watched
The media ejaculate
This is the age of decay and hypocrisy
Sometimes I feel like the world
Isn?t ready for me
This is the age of decay and hypocrisy
Sometimes I feel like the world
Isn?t ready for me.
Kula Shaker
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