Picking up the glittering parcels Picking up the glittering parcels Crashing and Crashing Crashing and Crashing Picking up the glittering parcels
Picking up the glittering parcels Crashing and Crashing Shouldn't do it Shouldn't do it Shouldn't do it Shouldn't do it But I never had the patience for the lour of the West Never had the patience for the lour of the West
The look of love is a twenty-twenty vision converter The look of love is a stone cold sucker's illusion God, you are magic God, you are magic So damn cold, the gold of El Dorado is cracking So damn cold, it's come the anti-ageing is ageing.
The frost and the fire The frost and the fire The fire and the frost The fire and the frost It's not the man It's not the man It's not the man it's the sun.
And I never had the patience for the lour of the West No I never had the patience for the lour of the West