Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song 6 , by - The Wrens. Song from the album Silver, in the genre АльтернативаRelease date: 31.12.1993
Record label: The Bicycle Music Company
Song language: English
6 |
| Rules, fools, the idiots that shower them in flowers |
| Praise them great in open song |
| Color by numbers copy one another I’ll wolf you |
| Promise stupid tiny bells |
| Ain’t find no favor for stacking for the tilted |
| This fairground is getting close to closing won’t it stop me? |
| Rank, split, my eyes are choked with water |
| Seeing haters finger point at lesser skin |
| Rupture, young lovers with rape and rank |
| It shudders me to see the better thing as sin |
| I won’t believe that her of ways, of worth, of less of him |
| Done back for others what split |
| The hearts of mothers I know a quieting |
| Behind the corn scratches diseased from the pities |
| You’ve passed around oh chicklet marry to me overseas |