Testi:
View Hats Off To The Buskers

I'm comin' down, comin' down, It took so long for me to come around, They tell you, it smashes brain, Drain you of all the blood you've left in your

You have a face for the radio, But I know you?d like to see it in a show, Claiming to be the next best everything, Which way will you go? You?re a little

I met a girl at the Cambel town bar You know the one that plays the guitar ?Yes? she said some things that you shouldn?t say Wonder if she remembers

same jeans on for four days now I'm gonna go to a disco in the middle of the town Everybody's dressing up I'm dressing down I take my hats off to the busker

Take your like in your own hands Walk down the street looking over your shoulder Who will you meet? An it?s a big crowd tonight Look at the street lights

What a typical time for me What a terrible time for you I warned you not to come here, no I just fought with you You can always turn around Your feet

t believe we treasure beer cans. Where?d you get those fans, Found them at the shop man, Peculiar place to find them but they?re dedicated View fans.

jeans on for four days now I?m gonna go to a disco in the middle of the town Everybody?s dressing up, I?m dressing down I take my hat off to the busker

Words are cheap and I love you's are free So unless you mean it, you don't spend them on me Don't look twice if you're keeping score 'Cause heartaches