Common Enemy Comet Songtext
von Blokeacola

Common enemy comet don′t cry
Scowling clown, try
You love to trip
But you hate to stumble
Glue factory steed
Riding high
Shoeless ruby sculpting the air
Thousand yard stare
Your monoglot, monoclot man
Redacted and devoid of a plan Give that economy a tickle
Keep it moving and laughing
Sardonic tonic, lukewarm fear
Fake tan logic will abound
Look we covered it in tarmac
Time vampires in our hands
My cheeks light up
Like a flashlight fish
Whenever you're around