I saw the man at J.F.K. He took your ticket yesterday In the humdrum, in the humdrum
I ride tandem with the random Things don't run the way I planned them In the humdrum
Hey Valentina, do you want me to beg? You got me cooking I'm a hard boiled egg In the humdrum, in the humdrum
Empty my mind I find it hard to cope Listen to my heart Don't need no stethoscope
I seem to me that television She come to cut me a deep incision In the humdrum, in the humdrum
Empty my mind I find it hard to cope Listen to my heart Don't need no stethoscope
Out of woman come the man Spend the rest of his life getting back when he can As a bow so a dove As below so above From the black hole Come the tadpole With the dark soul In coal she burn She burn As I drove into the sun Didn't dare look where I had begun Lost among echoes of things not there Watching the sound forming shapes in the air From the white star Come the bright car Our amoeba
My little Liebe schön
Compositor: Peter Brian Gabriel (PRS)Editores: Virgin Music Publ Ltd (PRS), Real World Music Ltd (PRS)Publicado em 1977ECAD verificado obra #63242 e fonograma #10951338 em 10/Abr/2024