Fingertips (Pol Pot's Pleasure Penthouse) Songtext
von The Brian Jonestown Massacre

Looking through the looking glass
All that seems won′t ever last
Broken glass in every tree Natural I never see
Slipping through my fingertips, like sand
Slipping through my fingertips, sand

Stare into the drinking glass
Walking slow, faces pass
Slipping through my fingertips, like sand
Slipping through my fingertips, each time
Slipping through my fingertips, sand