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Porcelain doll Your mother runs an antique shop She takes some stuff, I take a lot We sleep all day Slow response I'm feelin' like an afterthought I guess I'm kinda lost in space And London's okay She don't even ask what time it is anymore Dressed up like its World War 24 Sugar sweet She loves it when it hits her teeth The river lights the carousel Of London, oh well Coma comes Like bullets from a candy gun Delivers us unto the sun Of London, my love She don't even ask what time it is anymore Dressed up like its World War 24 And if we get too high We'll burn this town We'll burn this town We'll burn this town SongtexteOh, baby, bring me down Oh, baby, bring me down Oh, baby, bring me down Oh, baby, bring me down I'm all yours I'm all yours I'm all yours Aus Songtexte Mania