Текст песни Hersh Kristin - Gut Pageant
Hersh Kristin - Gut Pageant слова песни
That fine fever brought us hereLambasted eyeballsWhen we kiss the dirtThe orchids laughWhat a gut pageantWe could play for hoursWhat a gut pageantMeat for the flowersYou break out of a paper bagAnd wake up on the streetJust kiddingYou don`t have to goI asked him why the grass is blueAnd stray boys don`t go homeWhy four a.m`s so screwyHe says " Sleep through it "What a gut pageantWe could play for hoursWhat a gut pageantMeat for the flowersNot too special not too strangeJust the way I like `emYou find an empty promise and stick by itNot too pretty, not too sweetJust the way I like youWhen you kiss the dirtThe orchids laugh, harder than meTell me another oneI could sit for hoursWhen anyone laughsI know I`m a cowardWhat a gut pageantWe could play for hoursWhen we kiss the dirtThe orchids laugh, harder than me.