Rubbish Colours

The way through the woods and Roses May be not that far away From here I've taken every day And laughing loud My heart drops over for being Happy Maybe I'm crazy But I take that way every day Maybe I'm crazy But I take that way every day Singing birds and rubbish colours Rotten houses and dying huntsmen Singing birds and rubbish colours Jumping girls in the ling ... in the ling Smell of freedom in the air Love without the animal's flair On the left and right of the way I see praying kids with Fat stomachs Maybe I'm crazy But I take that way every day Maybe I'm crazy But I take that way every day Singing birds and rubbish colours Rotten houses and dying huntsmen Singing birds and rubbish colours Jumping girls in the ling Maybe I'm crazy But I take that way every day Maybe I'm crazy But I take that way every day