Texty písní Depressive Age

Depressive Age

Electric Scum

I walk through the buildings of the capital hills,

Walk through the sightseeing floor,

The escalator was filled

With lucky, light shining faces in a glittering mall

Which spot the label signs on, on the wall

A blister infect is crawling out of the roofs,

Out of the brain soups

And holds the white flag against the pain

In the amount of business and money instinct

Lurks the most though and resistant brain

I asked every prowler that I met in our loose youth

They talk of disaster and band politic mood

I'm not alone in the desert of freaks in this town

As a long legged lowlive in my gown

Drink the electric scum, electric scum, electric scum

Let us dive into the crystal ball shine as pantomime

This is my tent, almost a design

Just the look in oneself can change the bad times

Let us dive into the crystal ball shine as pantomime

This is my tent, just the look can change these times

Drink the electric scum, electric scum, electric scum

Let us dive into the crystal ball shine as pantomime

This is my tent, almost a design

Just the look in oneself can change the bad times

Let us dive into the crystal ball shine as pantomime

This is my tent, just the look can change these rhymes