Lyrics

Standing room only at L.A.X. I trade my ticket for some cigarettes I won't believe it 'til they dissapear The president's hiding on a submarine See how he runs away from history I won't believe it 'til they dissapear I won't believe it 'til I dissapear After all we've been through Doesn't it seem a little bit funny to you We should all shine from the violet blue And now they're're calling you From the greenhouse All of the worries have gone away I sit and watch the sky, waiting for the rain I won't believe it 'til I dissapear I won't believe it 'til I dissapear I won't believe you 'til I dissapear After all we've been through Doesn't it seem a little bit funny to you We should all shine from the violet blue And now they're calling you From the greenhouse
Writer(s): John Palombo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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