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Text písně Rats In The Cellar

Goin' under rats in the cellar
Goin' under skin's turnin' yellow
Nose is runny losin' my connection
Losin' money gettin' no affection


New York City blues
East side West side blues
Throw me in the slam
Catch me if you can
Believe
That you're wearin'
Tearin' me apart


Safe complaining 'cause everything's rotten
Go insanin' and ain't a thing forgotten
Feelin' cozy Rats In The Cellar
Cheeks are rosy skin's turning yellow
Loose and soggy lookin' rather lazy
See my body pushin' up the daisies


New York City's dues
East side west side news
Throw me in the slam
A catch me if you can
Believe
That you're wearin'
Tearin' me apart


New York City blues
East side west side blues
Throw me in the slam
A catch me if you can
Believe
That you're wearin'
Tearin' me apart