Small Town Big Mouth (исполнитель: Chronicles Of Adam West)
She spits and speaks in forked tongues and dreams of fornication Crimson [bad word] its path. And blessed be the saviour! Birthing immaculate conception Stillborn, sacred sunshine child. Chin up head high- Breathe. You'll never Feel More alive than now. Can you feel it? Spread yourself sugar Let the party begin Flow with the tide from your hips Kiss with the smile from your lips Writhe in self pity Wrap me in the skin a martyr Bathe me in the soil of the saviour. Light a match for every time you knew You burned the bridge of absolution. Face it, you're just a small town big mouth.