the paper's hanging off the walls, there's 'roaches dancing in the halls. you still pay your fortune to crawl down misery street. the euthanasia dream brigade are melting in the Hampstead shade.
the paper's hanging off the walls, there's 'roaches dancing in the halls. you still pay your fortune to crawl down misery street. the euthanasia dream brigade are melting in the Hampstead shade.