Текст песни: John Frusciante - Curtains
The curtains were made for moving
Cause you know sometimes your not always there
You dont need it now, your heads shaped like a cow
Till all is here, the worlds just a sphere
No bigger than the balls you suck
Hey you with your hat down
Dont you know that cant be where its always at?
Youve all been always there, your heads shaped like a pear
You search thru the light, instead of jumped in the pie
Of life that you slice till its just dry.
Youre so often seen along
The westside wheel of the meals that you steal
To get around the coaching of this loss
Its always made you feel the best
You always made less and less of the casual forces
That lead you away from the nest.
I know your face, its all out of place.
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The curtains were made for moving
Cause you know sometimes your not always there
You dont need it now, your heads shaped like a cow
Till all is here, the worlds just a sphere
No bigger than the balls you suck
Hey you with your hat down
Dont you know that cant be where its always at?
Youve all been always there, your heads shaped like a pear
You search thru the light, instead of jumped in the pie
Of life that you slice till its just dry.
Youre so often seen along
The westside wheel of the meals that you steal
To get around the coaching of this loss
Its always made you feel the best
You always made less and less of the casual forces
That lead you away from the nest.
I know your face, its all out of place.
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