Cinema Woes Songtext
von Fresh

Just talk it out and then leave it alone
I said I want a clean slate for when I leave home

You′ve got a stupid face and a smile that might grow
But I'd rather believe my own cinema woes


And me, I hate open fields and countryside roads
Just give me cities and bars and punk rock shows

You′ve got a stupid face and a smile that might grow
But I'd rather believe my own cinema woes

You are the first mark on my time-cop, see
And for that, I sincerely hope you'll remember me
Woah, woah
Woah, woah