Mutant and proud!
I saw Adam leave the Garden
with an apple in his hand,
"Now you're out, what are you gonna do?"
"Plant my crops and pray for rain,
think I'll raise a little cane.
I'm an orphan now, and I'm only passing through
I saw Jesus on that cross
on a hill called Calvary
"Do you hate mankind for what they did to you?"
He said, "Speak of love not hate,
there's things to do, it's growing late.
I've so little time and I'm just passing through
with an apple in his hand,
"Now you're out, what are you gonna do?"
"Plant my crops and pray for rain,
think I'll raise a little cane.
I'm an orphan now, and I'm only passing through
I saw Jesus on that cross
on a hill called Calvary
"Do you hate mankind for what they did to you?"
He said, "Speak of love not hate,
there's things to do, it's growing late.
I've so little time and I'm just passing through
Yeah, it comes in waves and it crushes me
You can't save me now 'cause I'm out of reach
When the dreamer dies, so dies the dream
Turn me inside out, soak me in bleach
Soak me, soak me, soak me in bleach
I'm buried alive, life buries me
Cover my body, soak me in bleach
You can't save me now 'cause I'm out of reach
When the dreamer dies, so dies the dream
Turn me inside out, soak me in bleach
Soak me, soak me, soak me in bleach
I'm buried alive, life buries me
Cover my body, soak me in bleach
Let's shatter those castles of glass...
Sunday is gloomy
My hours are slumberless
Dearest the shadows
I live with are numberless
Little white flowers
Will never awaken you
Not where the black coach
Of sorrow has taken you
Angels have no thought
Of ever returning you
Would they be angry
If I thought of joining you?
Gloomy is Sunday
With shadows I spend it all
My heart and I
Have decided to end it all
Soon there'll be candles
And prayers that are sad I know
Let them not weep
Let them know that I'm glad to go...
My hours are slumberless
Dearest the shadows
I live with are numberless
Little white flowers
Will never awaken you
Not where the black coach
Of sorrow has taken you
Angels have no thought
Of ever returning you
Would they be angry
If I thought of joining you?
Gloomy is Sunday
With shadows I spend it all
My heart and I
Have decided to end it all
Soon there'll be candles
And prayers that are sad I know
Let them not weep
Let them know that I'm glad to go...
BasED Wung kar-cel.
T
The guy has an incredible and unique taste in music. Always finds the most fitting songs for his films.
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