Boulette Songtext
von The Cryptkeeper Five

Leave a little lamp on in the basement
Let′s shed some light on what you left behind
I don't want to go down to the basement
This mess won′t clean up overnight
Dirty conscience, clear thoughts
We've got our hearts in our throats
Gunshot.
Rotgut.
I might throw up
Your soul must have raged like the ocean
Kick children, bite dogs on a good day
Your spirit crushed,
You got lost in the commotion
Kick children, bite dogs on a good day
Gently creep down the stairs
Get the family prepared
To be humbled and maybe crumble Dirty conscience, clear thoughts
Left on the floor to be mopped
Gunshot.
Rotgut.
I might throw up
Just one tiny last thing to prove that you care
Leave a little light on in the basement
I'll do it for you
Even though i know you′re never comin home
Leave a little light on in the basement
I′ll do it for you
And pray to god that you can feel my love
Leave a little light on in the basement
Just one tiny last thing to prove that i care
This mess won't clean up overnight
I′ll leave a little light on