Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Slow Good Morning, artist - Poison The Well. Album song Versions, in the genre Пост-хардкорDate of issue: 02.04.2007
Record label: Ferret
Song language: English
Slow Good Morning |
| There are bodies strewn all over my bedroom floor |
| I don’t know how they got there |
| But I’m sure it’s the fuckers in their ships |
| Taunting everyone who walks by |
| As they sail through my front lawn |
| Through my bedroom window |
| Not a window at all |
| But a hole that peasant left |
| With his cannonball fun |
| They look so pretty |
| Pretty weak to have let it go on this long |
| There are still bodies thrown on my bedroom floor |
| I don’t know how they got there |
| But I have a plan now |
| So they say we aren’t really here |
| So don’t just try to punish us |
| You are the one who has lost his mind |
| We didn’t bring the bodies |
| We didn’t throw them on your floor |
| We didn’t bring the bodies |
| We didn’t throw them on your floor |
| You are the one who has lost his mind |
| They look so pretty |
| Pretty weak to have let it go on this long |
| So they say we aren’t really here |
| So don’t just try to punish us |
| You are the one who has lost his mind |
| We didn’t bring the bodies, we didn’t throw them on your floor |
| You are the one who has lost his mind |
| They look so pretty |
| Pretty weak to have let it go on this long |