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Her letter says it's all over
and you are collapsing in a dirty bar
all her butterflies are falling from the sky
and you hang your head and cry
you are a man on the way to his grave
your only friend seems to be Tom Waits
a howling wolf alone upon a ghostlike earth
you really need a warm cacao and a nurse
now you are burning down her house
cause you can't stand Toms annoying songs anymore
all her butterflies are burning now in hell
and everything is groovy, everythings goes well
you are free, you are free
thanks God for Gasoline,
for Gasoline!
Ziemlich viele "you" drinne...
and you are collapsing in a dirty bar
all her butterflies are falling from the sky
and you hang your head and cry
you are a man on the way to his grave
your only friend seems to be Tom Waits
a howling wolf alone upon a ghostlike earth
you really need a warm cacao and a nurse
now you are burning down her house
cause you can't stand Toms annoying songs anymore
all her butterflies are burning now in hell
and everything is groovy, everythings goes well
you are free, you are free
thanks God for Gasoline,
for Gasoline!
Ziemlich viele "you" drinne...
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