Psychic Stunts
Something to Tell My Kids When They're 18
Four blocks up, eight blocks downI need somebody who can tell directionsI don't like this part of townIt is bloated with intersectionsAnd I find this street far too steepLike a long and painful slopeI need to roam back to homeI'm not doing good for anyoneI spared no means last nightNow I'm tired, lost, my clothes are crumpledWe faked a kung fu fightThen we got into a drinking battleI made a vow most honestlyNot to spend the night with youBut it was lost in loads of wineAnd in bubbles of shampoo...Uh-uh...I need some morals to believe inSomething to tell my kids when they're 18I need some standard I can followManners to suit me when I'm older(I need something wise)SongtexteThere are three words in ?I love you?It's such an easy way to build relationsI used that phrase with youNo, I'm not proud of that conversationYeah, I've messed it up like a million timesI always call to take it backNo, I wish I were a better manI will start some day soonYeah, I will start some day soon...I think...[Chorus](I need something wise to tell my kids when I'm older)
Aus Songtexte Mania