Coil
MÜ-ÜR
Ma ma-ma ma-ma What can you see? The miraculous image of sound washed ashore Hurts me to see Murderous pa-pa Chocolate ca-ca Desolate ma-ma You are urgent messages Ma-ma Open your mouth and let the gold coins fall It's the sail of the century It's the sail of the century Run lady run We can feel the rain coming We feel like babies in the brine We feel like babies in the brine We feel like babies in the brine Ma-ma Murderous chocolate God saved me from drowning Then kicked me to death on the beach What's hit is history What's missed is mystery And the miraculous image of sound washed ashore Mam-ma, what can you see? Mam-ma, what can you see?
From Letras Mania