Piper Pink Parade Songtext
Songtext powered by LyricFind
This is the routine hour of day
When all the cars are cold and crying
Then comes the best time of night
When all the streets begin unwinding
I foresee some spinning, drinking, window siling kind of night
Scare me out
Paint my legs red
So I donʼt return here again
This is the worst time of day
When all the cars are cold and crying
This is the sweetest hour of night
When the whiskeyʼs poured and pills are tryin
To do dirty deeds, and to help me reveal words I never could see
Scare me out
Paint my legs red
So I donʼt return here again
This is the Piper Pink Parade
When the brainʼs grown tired and mouth is whining
I canʼt breathe, no sorrow here left within me
Scare me out
Paint my legs red
So I donʼt return here again
Scare me out Paint my legs red
So I donʼt return here again
When all the cars are cold and crying
Then comes the best time of night
When all the streets begin unwinding
I foresee some spinning, drinking, window siling kind of night
Scare me out
Paint my legs red
So I donʼt return here again
This is the worst time of day
When all the cars are cold and crying
This is the sweetest hour of night
When the whiskeyʼs poured and pills are tryin
To do dirty deeds, and to help me reveal words I never could see
Scare me out
Paint my legs red
So I donʼt return here again
This is the Piper Pink Parade
When the brainʼs grown tired and mouth is whining
I canʼt breathe, no sorrow here left within me
Scare me out
Paint my legs red
So I donʼt return here again
Scare me out Paint my legs red
So I donʼt return here again
Songtext powered by LyricFind