Songtexte

Good sense, innocence, cripplin' mankind Dead kings, many things I can't define Occasions, persuasions clutter your mind Incense and peppermints, the color of time Who cares what games we choose Little to win, but nothing to lose Incense and peppermints, meaningless nouns Turn on, tune in, turn your eyes around Look at yourself, look at yourself, yeah, girl Look at yourself, look at yourself, yeah, girl, yeah, yeah To divide the cockeyed world in two Throw your pride to one side, it's the least you can do Beatniks and politics, nothin' is new A yardstick for lunatics, one point of view Who cares what games we choose Little to win, but nothing to lose Good sense, innocence, cripplin' mankind Dead kings, many things I can't define Occasions, persuasions clutter your mind Incense and peppermints, the color of time Who cares what games we choose Little to win, but nothing to lose Incense, peppermints Incense, peppermints
Writer(s): Timothy P. Gilbert, John Daniels Carter Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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