Текст песни Smog - Drunk on The Stars
Smog - Drunk on The Stars слова песни
I wasnt made for thisYou tell yourselfAs you button up your coatHead down to the harborAnd standing on the dockYoure drunk on the stars and the sea airTell yourself maybe I should throw it all awayAnd be a sailorCause after allYour true home is the seaSo you walk down to the waterAnd a big wave crashes on your feetI dont like this you saySo you turn around and head back homeTo some apartmentOn some main street of a pointless townThat youre trying to put on the mapAnd you sit right down and write a big fat checkTo the gas companyYou drape your wet socks over the radiatorAnd you laugh at all the sailorsAnd you laugh at all the sailorsFreezing on the sea