Тексты песен «Trash Can Sinatras»

Blend in, I'll bring my home-made present On the next bus leaving. It's alright you just breathe it in The perfect reminder But I forget the conversation we had I don't remember what you said or did That made you so...

That reminds me of the time I felt It's time for sin and catholic guilt Two years later to the day I had reason to confess With her hair a shining shade Of bus-conductress blond Tales of music and movement Were told in...

That reminds me of the time I felt It's time for sin and catholic guilt Two years later to the day I had reason to confess With her hair a shining shade Of bus-conductress blonde Tales of music and movement Were told in...

I come aboard I sing a lament The world isn't round It's Twisted and Bent But to face doom in a sock-stenched room all by myself Is the kind of fate I never contemplate That reminds me of the time I felt It's time for...

Little Bohemian lost his sheep And I know where to find them Just meet me at the end of my tether And there they are It's the same old story In a blaze of glory We can change this town This friday night But in a glaze...

Halfway to paralyzed my understudy's eyes grew tired Every actor hides a heckle, doctor hides a jeckyl See through my disguise Worked a miracle I'm unmistakable Clueless and comfortable and pondering on my motives (It...

So typical - a battle of wits And I've come half prepared I know all the ropes But haven't a hope Of pulling you back to me I'm losing my grip And sailing this ship From barstool to Borstal and back CHORUS You made me...