Aeroplane Songtext
von Moustache Prawn

I′ve passed the night in a nightclub
With a man with long blonde ears
He came from somewhere
In north of Spain to tell his life
And he told me that he was a pilot of avion planes
Such as the time that says don't need to drink the wine


Rope vices in my head
You get a stomachache
To chill the short regrets
Don′t you think that's the time to come home?

And he told me that one day he has gone too much near the sun
And his poor eyes were fall from the sky to obscurity
After all he has took me to ask me a question
He wants to know if the sun had chance to shine

Rope vices in my head
You get a stomachache
To chill the short regrets
Don't you think that′s the time (their time)?