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She was a monochrome picture
Looking into my eyes
And I kissed her pale face and put her
With my pictures of old cars

And I heard the engines humming
And I heard a dreamy voice
And I whispered in the attic:

Bloody collar shadow man
Creeping around my house again
Sticks his ear on every door
Got his nose down on the floor
Bloody collar shadow man

Bloody collar shadow man
Creeping around my house again

Kissogram - "Come Spring Come Reason"

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текст:

Yesterday I slept
With my hairdresser
Now I've got curly hair

I woke up at nine and got myself a coffee
For I had a very bad, bad dream
I was sleepy and tired
I washed my eyes
I couldn`t trust them
I became aware of...

Of a girl in my shower

I am the night before
I am the night before
I am the night before
you die
I make your pillow soft
I make your blanket warm
When silence blows a lullabye
I am the night before

Ground floor - and I got no cash
All my pockets - full of trash
I ask a boy: where can I work?
He says: upstairs
In the widerness

First floor - assembly line
I'm working hard - and i waste my time

Boring morning, friends have left
The sun shines in the dirt
Coke and cough, no home, no fun
The world is suddenly blurred

Lucy, Lucy, Lucy, Lucy, Lucy
Lose, lose, don't lose your mind
Lucy, Lucy, Lucy, Lucy, Lucy

Six o'clock in the morning
I hear somebody calling
Me while I'm in the shower
She says: meet me at half past one
Quickly, quickly! I gotta get my things done

Why do you think it's me?
A poor manager am I

He moved to the place where we were ten years ago
Where the yellow wallpaper used to fall from the wall
He wore a golden watch which said quarter to twelve
He said, "I need some dust on my Dior, Gucci, Chanel"

Tonight a glass of wine will stick in his hand
He'll look at greasy artists and then later he'll dance
Tryin' to look bored with a glance at his friends

wartime baby i'm leaving you now
it's like new year's eve but better somehow
i carry a picture of you in my heart
oh come on boys we're gonna ra ta ta taaa

i'm feeling good but it's crazy somehow
you're a bit crinkle but pretty aha
i love you i miss you i bla bla blah

Six o'clock, get up
You gotta get up
Work, lot of work
In a red romantic building from 1885

Now gloves and boots
Smells bad, but what the fuck
Now chop it, I chop it off

She's an apple pie
With raisins inside
She's topped with cream
For my delight

She's an apple pie
She is my bride
I'm a steak

Snow White in the train
Combs her hair and looks at me again
Outside shines the moon
And makes me crazy about you
Comes a man, ticket show
I'm afraid, I have to answer "no"
Snow White smiles at me

wartime, baby, i'm leaving you now.
It's like new year's eve, but better somehow
i'll carry your picture near my ha-heart - ah
come on, boys, we're gonna ratatata...

i'm feeling good but it's crazy somehow.
You're a bit crinkled, but pretty, a-ha
i love you, i miss you, i bla bla bla - but