Music Songtext
von Bucket

A pigeon dies at a quarter to five
I′m outside
I take the keys
I take a life
And I ride
I ride
I ride


A pigeon dies at a quarter to five
I'm outside
I take the keys
I take a life
And I ride
I ride
I ride
I ride
I ride

And I ride
And I ride
And I ride

Let′s eat till our fill and be ravenous
Let's sleep in our filth and then laugh at it
Imagine it
If we're savages
Could they capture us