Текст песни Elton John - Social Disease, слова песни Elton John

Текст песни Elton John - Social Disease

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My bulldog is barking in the backyard
Enough to raise a dead man from his grave
And I can`t concentrate on what I`m doing
Disturbance going to crucify my days

And the days they get longer and longer
And the nighttime is a time of little use
For I just get ugly and older
I get juiced on Mateus and just hang loose

And I get bombed for breakfast in the morning
I get bombed for dinner time and tea
I dress in rags, smell a lot, and have a real good time
I`m a genuine example of a social disease

My landlady lives in a caravan
Well that is when she isn`t in my arms
And it seems I pay the rent in human kindness
But my liquor also helps to grease her palms

And the ladies are all getting wrinkles
And they`re falling apart at the seams
Well I just get high on tequila
And see visions of vineyards in my dreams

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Social Disease

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