Текст песни Adam Ant - Press Darlings
Adam Ant - Press Darlings слова песни
Adam antWe are guilty, we are beyond hopeWe beg to differ, we are a terminal casePress darlings, press darlings, press darlingsPress darlings, press darlingsWe depress the press, darlingsWere on the outside, but were not looking inWe are the vaseline gang, dont play your little gamesPress darlings, press darlings, press darlingsPress darlings, press darlingsWe depress the press, darlingsAnd if evil be the food of geniusThere arent many demons aroundIf passion ends in fashionNick kent / bushell is the best-dressed man in townAre we different? - noWe are exactly the sameThere are no boxes for usThe ones you love to hate - so read on!