martedì 11 dicembre 2007
Ask Me Anything but don't call me Patucchino
Right, wrong, what to do
Someday it will come to you
Hostile Indians,
We named a summer camp for you
I've got nothing to say x7
I'm in utter dismay
I've got nothing to say
Armless children,
We named our soldiers after you
Don't be a coconut,
God is trying to talk to you
We could drag it out,
But that's for other bands to do
I've got nothing to say x4
I've got nothing to give
I've got no reason to live
But I will fight to survive
I've got nothing to hide,
Wish I wasn't so shy
I'd like to watch
I'd like to read
I'd like a part
I'd like the lead
I've got nothing to say x4
I've got nothing to give
I've got no reason to live
But I will kill to survive
I've got nothing to hide,
Wish I wasn't so shy
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