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Smokey Angle Shades
Smokey Angle Shades
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
B Ferguson
B Ferguson
Composer
F Stitz
F Stitz
Songwriter
Antonio Feola
Antonio Feola
Songwriter
Ned Crowther
Ned Crowther
Songwriter
P. Smyth
P. Smyth
Songwriter

Letra

I just woke up with a girl I don't know from LA She made me laugh so I really wanted her to say She's got a million little drugs running round up inside her head She got the funny feeling when you wake up feeling dead I don't care if it's white, care if it's black I suffer from paranoia attacks And the only thing going for me is going away And the only thing going for me is going away I am born again This is the end of jokes that have no end And I'm a comedienne This is the end of jokes there is no end I just woke up with a joke I heard in LA About a million little drugs running round that wanted to stay And the elephant pushed the piano on top of her head What's the colour of the blood That's what the doctor said I don't care if it's white, care if it's black I suffer from paranoia attacks And the only thing going for me is going away And the only thing going for me is going away I am born again This is the end of drugs that have no end And I'm a comedienne This is the end of jokes there is no end I am born again This is the end of jokes that have no end And I'm a comedienne This is the end of jokes there is no end
Writer(s): Brian Russell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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