Testi:
La Bajadera

"And now a buffoon's meeting with the dean of admissions at a prestigious college." Dean: "Well Michael, I would like to extend my warmest congradulations

I've been drawn into the day The sun caught fire again Things are different, things are strange When I've got nothing to say And the way you look at

Maybe You could wait a while While I can prepare the plans So I can fix up your smile Lately My head's been in a pile And miles have gone by since you

I?m heading underground To see if you still worry about me I?ve been walking upside down My thoughts just seem to get back in order When I?m upside down

If I were to call you up Would everything be alright? Could everything be alright? Your scenes have become sporadic I?m talking to the traffic But it

I know you love me But I figure you can't When the gates close final And your dresses are touching new men You say you're sorry But honey I really am

I see red swimming in my head I?m going to get you, yes, I?m going to get fed Enough with the recess Don?t you want to come home Home, is where I want

Sell yourself to people who can?t afford Catapulting to unvisited stars That?s what you are I?ll go around the world I?ll never come back So cut me

Please pour me another drink I have alot to think about As she walks away Hell is the August sun Pounds over everyone Like a drum - my head is the loudest