WeGo - Poor boy | Текст песни

• Тексты песен
• WeGo
• Poor boy

1984, Vegas, mad Roy
Playing poker with the Joker
Declares the war into the worlds core
Politicians have competitions
How to kill mad Roy, get his toy,
Govern poor boy, oh no…

Vegas casino, full house o babes
Everyone has a poker face
By the way, game gets to hard,
When I see that boy…

Is he a real poor boy?
He made to suffer lotta girls he spoiled
A little boy, who trusts him,
A little boy, who trusts him,
A little boy, who trusts him
Will became a fat pig like mad Roy.

Death came his way
He couldn’t even some to say
And no more fame
He’s got on his face
No smile, no reason to be true,
No smile, no reason to be true,
No smile, no reason to be true -
Because it’s mine own imagination.

WeGo еще тексты