Portastatic
The Great Escape
We left the ground in a hurry
We left the dogs barking after us
We left the phone still ringing
With messages all written down
And I hear them coming
And I hear the phone ringing, it's for you
We left the ground in a hurry
We left the cook waving his knives
We left the pots I boiled to dry
And the barn burning down
And I hear it burning
And I hear bells ringing thanks to you
And I hear them coming
And I hear the phone's ringing, it's for you
From Letras Mania