Текст песни Camper Van Beethoven - Tania
Camper Van Beethoven - Tania слова песни
Oh, my beloved taniaHow I long to see your facePhotographed in fifteen second intervalsIn a bank in san leandroA polaroid of you, cinqueWith a seven-headed dragonIn a house in daly cityDont be sad, my beloved taniaThey say your father never liked stephen weed anywayHired a detectiveTo follow him aroundOh, my beloved revolutionary sweetheartI can see your newsprint face turn yellow in the gutterIt makes me sadHow I long for the days when you came to liberate us from boredomFrom driving around from five to seven in the eveningMy beloved tania,We carry your gun deep within our heartsFor no better reason than our lives have no meaningAnd we want to be on television