More and more I find I thought I lost what I left behind On and on it goes Through the door and away it goes So I'll find myself a new pair of shoes Make myself a new pair of shoes Up and down my spine Feeling broken and now I find That's the way it's been My bottom teeth are made of tin Find myself a new pair of shoes Make myself a new pair of shoes Grow myself, steal myself Make myself a new pair of shoes Down and out of time Slipping underneath the slime Out the monkey hole Pay for things I thought I stole Can you tell my the way it oughta feel When I'm walking down the road And I'm looking for a deal? Can you tell 'bout the way I better go When the sun is coming up And my shadow starts to show? Hiding out in a cave up in the hills With a rabbit and a rooster And some elevating pills See me 'round every Monday afternoon With eleven dog eared doughnuts And a giant pink baboon More and more I find There's not a lot that I left behind On the lawn it grows Find the wind and the way it blows © UNIVERSAL-SONGS OF POLYGRAM INT'L; MEAT PUPPETS MUSIC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com