- Blind Melon dump truck 歌詞
- Blind Melon
- New York City soothing my itchy itchy month of May
Time has passed for Mrs. Onassis,
decay on display
I dont want to go down
I dont want to go down
I dont want to go down
Like she did
And I cant understand why something
goods got to die before we miss it
Mumbled talk throught pigeon park
And Hastings is wasting away
Religiously they seem to sin
Buy, sell or trade for amens
I just dont want to feel
I just dont want to feel
I just dont want to feel
Like they feel
Hollow body for sound, trade a coat for a gown
Way up in my arms you know
I love you
Just a little bit more
Raisin nose down to chin
Smoke after smoke they all trickle in
Anything, for anything, and ending up with nothing
Simple pimpled young man
Sores all over his hands
Hes sleeping, not so silently
Ill mop the floors for you all
Im a fly on the wall
Really big and listening
Burned a hand of a friend of mine
Bub I know that you could fly a mile high
You told me nothings ever gonna come between
Nothings ever gonna come between
My dumptruck and me
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