Tác giả : Cult, The
Người đăng : administrator, 14 năm trước
You dirty hippie girl 
Your soft lips make me swirl 
I despise all of your lies 
I'm not the prodigal son 
I'm not the chosen one 
I'm just a man of good intention 
 
Hey-hey-hey 
Come on home 
Hey-hey-hey 
 
Your horses terrify me 
I can't work out why 
The things you say are not ok 
I'm not the prodigal son 
I'm not the chosen one 
Why can't you decide 
When you chastise me? 
Whoa 
 
I'm coming down 
Coming down 
You baptise me 
I don't wanna drown 
Yeah, your drug tongue spoken 
 
I'm coming down 
I'm coming down 
You baptise me 
I don't wanna drown 
Yeah, your drug tongue spoken loud 
 
Your dying flowers stink 
They smell like rotten ink 
From a poison pen 
So i wrote on your head 
Well, just how deep you'll go 
From whence you came, and don't you know? 
Whoa, innocence 
Your winter's so harsh in your heart 
 
I'm coming down 
Coming down 
You baptise me 
I don't wanna drown 
Yeah, your drug tongue spoken loud 
 
I'm coming down 
Yeah-hey... 
You baptise me 
I don't wanna drown 
Yeah, your drug tongue spoken loud 
 
Pushin' me harder 
Pushin' me harder 
Pushin' me harder 
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 
 
I'm coming down 
I'm coming, coming down 
You baptise me, oh yeah 
I don't wanna drown 
Yeah, your drug tongue spoken loud 
 
I'm coming down, whoa yeah 
Coming down 
You baptise me, yeah 
I don't wanna drown 
Yeah, your drug tongue spoken loud 
 
I'm coming down 
I don't wanna drown 
Yeah, your drug tongue spoken loud 
 
I'm coming down 
I don't wanna drown 
Yeah, your drug tongue spoken loud 
 
I'm coming down 
I don't wanna drown 
Yeah, his drug tongue spoken loud 
 
I'm coming down 
I don't wanna drown 
Yeah, your drug tongue spoken loud 
 
I'm coming down 
Well, i'm still mad 
Yeah, your drug tongue spoken true