PET SHOP BOYS
Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2011 7:48 pm
The dead on the cemetery
Are sick and tired of the perpetual throbbing
Of PET SHOP BOYS from my loudspeakers
They find the music much to forced
As if I care a bone of
Any opinion at all
Of dead people
With tarry soot
running from the rump
Are sick and tired of the perpetual throbbing
Of PET SHOP BOYS from my loudspeakers
They find the music much to forced
As if I care a bone of
Any opinion at all
Of dead people
With tarry soot
running from the rump