Lothar and the Hand People - Comic Strip | Текст песни

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• Lothar and the Hand People
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In my Comic Strip
In my Comic Strip
In my Comic Strip

There is the world where you dont age
And you flat cut off your page
Trackting off lines but all the rage
And you only uncoloured sunday

In my Comic Strip, my comic strip
The coours never fade
And if you need assistance
Im coming to your hate

See the unblind figures
Worst balooning from the faces
Sitting there within your chair
Going to the sorts of places

In my Comic Strip, my comic strip
The coours never fade
And if you need assistance
I am running to your hate

Come in to my comming plans
Come in father take chance
Please consume your coming strance
Now its time to belong to the presses

In my Comic Strip, my comic strip
The coours never fade
And if you need assistance
Im coming to your hate

See the coming people
They are moving all around you
One day...
You just a drawing

In my Comic Strip, my comic strip
The coours never fade
And if you need assistance
Im coming to your hate

In the world of ..
Think like stranger than you think
... face of thick
Brought a life by a five stand handsome

In my Comic Strip
In my Comic Strip
In my Comic Strip