Tytuł: Bad mother

• Wykonawca: Therapy
• Wyświetleń: 231

It's a beautiful day, but I don't see it that way
   The sky's too bright for my tired eyes to take
   And I wish I was home, I'm edgy, cramped and cold
   Trying to keep down the things that you keep wanting to throw up
  
   You only mean it, cos you look like Jesus
   You really mean it, when you look like Jesus
  
   In your retirement home, watching you wanting to die
   This thing has sucked all the dignity from your life
   And this used to be fun, this used to be what you want
   Now its just the same as everything, you run away
  
   You only mean it, if you look like Jesus
   You really mean it, cos you look like Jesus
  
   The vicious vulgar colours clash, like the twelfth day of July
   Left abandoned in a field, endless wailing scaring me
   I could see beyond the field, being left alone in lonely summer
   I am stuck out here, waiting for you to take me home
  
   You only mean it, if you look like Jesus
   You only mean it, if you look like Jesus
   You only mean it, cos you look like Jesus
   You only mean it, cos you look like Jesus
   You only mean it, cos you look like Jesus
   You really mean it, cos you look like Jesus
   You only mean it, cos you look like Jesus
   You really mean, you really mean it, cos you look like Jesus
   You really mean it (I'm falling), you really mean it (I'm falling)
   You really mean it (I'm falling), you really mean it (I'm falling)
   You really mean it (I'm falling), you really mean it (I'm falling)
   You really mean it (I'm falling), you really mean it (I'm falling)
   You really mean it (I'm falling), you really mean it (I'm falling)
   You really mean it (I'm falling), you really mean it (I'm falling)
   You really mean it (I'm falling), you really mean it (I'm falling)
   You really mean it