Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Necropolis , by - April March. Song from the album Triggers, in the genre ИндиRelease date: 31.12.2002
Record label: Tricatel
Song language: English
Necropolis |
| It’s driving me crazy… this necropolis |
| I feel watched and dirty all the time |
| These nasty piles of the populous |
| Commit and resubmit the heinous crimes |
| Oh… where can we turn, I feel like a contradticion? |
| Oh… I start to burn, I feel subjucated to submission? |
| It’s making me seethe… this necropolis |
| Making me turn round and round |
| Suddenly one of the populous |
| Guess there are no more mysteries to expound… or confound |
| Oh… where can we turn, I feel like a common dictator? |
| Oh… I start to yearn, my potato features are in the perculator? |
| Eeeh.oh.poppin chock. |
| where shan’t I go? |
| Peeh oh. |
| cockkin bock… why can’t I slow? |
| Oh… where can we turn, I explain to the juristdition? |
| Oh… where can we turn, ah-ee-ah-ee-ahhh… |