Mr. Mayor, the mission burns the zombies are marching, they close on the square Families are cold, look down at their souls huddled in camps on the old
"Mr. Mayor, the mission burns the zombies are marching, they close on the square Families are cold, look down at their souls huddled in camps on the old
The two of us just sitting here together in this room Everything the way that it should be You see the way I look at you it makes you turn away But
Traduzione: Town Pants. Vieni Con Me.