Текст песни Lucksmiths, The - Fear Of Rolleroasters
Lucksmiths, The - Fear Of Rolleroasters слова песни
At the arse-end of another century
I spend hours in the cemetery
On my way to anywhere but here
It was perfect in the summertime
I`d just ask and the sun would shine
But the days just disappear this time of year
Yesterday was lost drinking
And, yes, today I was thinking
I could be making more of the weekend
A seaside bus will see us disembark
At sunset by the amusement park
I`m none too nonchalant but I`ll pretend
Come on! Come over
Come on! Come over
I`ve overcome my fear of rollercoasters
Hey sugarlips – remember this?
Literally the sweetest kiss
Come on! Come over
Come on! Come over
I`ve overcome my fear of rollercoasters