Poor Souls of Pompeii (The)
Crawling on All Fours to the Bathroom to Be Sick
Adopt the brace position now, my loveCause the plane is going downWas there anything you wanted to say?Cause it's now or neverThe soldiers rattle in in single fileAnd it comes as no surpriseIn the clamor I whisper my replyAnd do the hear the sirens calling outCode red, togetherI don't know how to get thereBut I don't careCause the minute that you are closeThe world is ok, okI exceed the stated doseBut it is ok, okI make it to the bathroom, crawlingCall off the search, they've found me nowI'll make my way to you somehowOh, tie me to the railings now, my loveIt goes out without a soundWe hold our breath as they trip awayDid they find the treasureI brave the battlefield once in a whileLetras de cancionesWith my dwindling suppliesAny day now they'll see through my disguiseAnd do the hear the sirens calling outCode red, togetherI don't know how to get thereBut I don't careCause the minute that you are closeThe world is ok, okI exceed the stated doseBut it is ok, okI make it to the bathroom, crawlingCall off the search, they've found me nowI'll make my way to you somehowThe minute that you are closeThe world is ok, okI exceed the stated doseBut it is ok, ok, I...The minute that you are closeThe world is ok, okI exceed the stated doseBut it is ok, okI make it to the bathroom, crawlingCall off the search, they've found me nowI'll make my way to you somehow
From Letras Mania