Текст песни They Might Be Giants - Nightgown of The Sullen Moon
They Might Be Giants - Nightgown of The Sullen Moon слова песни
Fell in the doorAnd you fell on the floorWith your hand on the knobLooking up and abruptlyForget what youre thinkingFire alarms go off in your headYou liveIn the nightgown of the sullen moonHow the windows lean into the roomIn the nightgown of the sullen moonDrug trip, its not a drug trip so you feel a bit insultedSpace walk, its like a space walk with the corresponding weight lossAnd youre nothing but air, with your hand in the airAnd your shoelaces tied up together with careTheres a feeling of boredomOf the big whoredomFollowing dressing upIn the nightgown of the sullen moonHow the windows lean into the roomIn the nightgown of the sullen moonIn the nightgown of the sullen moonHow the windows lean into the roomIn the nightgown of the sullen moonYour head is on the moonIts not necessary to breatheForever is a long timeYour head is on the moonIts not necessary to breatheForever is a long timeYour head is on the moonYour head is on the moon