The Martin Harley Band - Drumrolls For Somersaults | Текст песни

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Mouth is dry, blood shot eyes,
Hunger hits me like a drunken troubadour,
And I taste the roaring laughter,
Above the roof, birds fly west,
Life is strange but oh it is so beautiful,
Head back look up idle wonder

I'm tongue tied, twisted, bent out of shape,
Drumrolls for somersaults where's my great escape?

All my words lost in the well,
All my good friends, they become invisible
When I face the morning after,
Acrobats, nine live cats,
Land on their feet, while I was asleep,
Dreaming, happy ever after

I'm tongue tied, twisted, bent out of shape,
Drumrolls for somersaults where's my great escape?

I'm out in the woods, but I'm not alone,
Sometimes I fell like I am a lonely ghost,
Out here, looking for a haunting

I'm tongue tied, twisted, bent out of shape,
Drumrolls for somersaults where's my great escape?
I'm tongue tied, twisted, bent out of shape,
Drumrolls for somersaults where's my great escape?

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