Текст песни Nasty Savage - Irrational
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Music-Rich,DaveLyrics-Ron The colorOf MoneyIs theColor of greedGrabWhat you canTakeWhat you needA wishfulThinkerLivesIn the pastClimbed onThe worldThat went byToo fastMore temperThanImaginationPortrait ofA losing sideOpinions formedWithout Taking timeTo careThe stone throwerBroke the windows of his glass houseThoughtless search For a ScapegoatA human coinOn edgeFor a timeHaving a falloutAll of his ownHungry for Want of gentlenessA carnival storyWith absenceOf scenesSlightly tiltAnd leftOf centerHe can rumA four minute mileJust as long asHe was chasingA fast buckSour manSit in the rubbleOf your own makingFeed off your ownDisillusionsWhen your irrationalIt`s always a sorrowA thin line intoThe dustSour manFeed off your ownDisillusionsSit in the rubbleOf your own makings