Текст песни Finn Brothers - Bullets In My Hairdo
Finn Brothers - Bullets In My Hairdo слова песни
(N. Finn/T. Finn)there`s junk mail in my letterboxand all the cataloguesI can`t wait to buy itno matter what it coststhe whistle of the sniperthe crashing of the bombsput a spring back in my stepkeeps me feeling youngand this shopping is a curseeverytime it`s getting worseI got bullets in my hairdothe hairs on my shirtmany ways to spend your moneythere`s not a lot to choosethe tanks are rolling overmy hundred dollar shoesyou can never find a taxito drive you into townI`m always in a hurryI won`t go undergroundand this shopping is a curseevery time it`s getting worseI got bullets in my Hairdoand holes in my purseall quiet on the streetsilence breathing downbullets in my hairdojewels in my crownand this shopping is a curseevery time it`s getting worseI got bullets in my hairdoand holes in my skirt