Poni Hoax

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Sanatçı: Poni Hoax

albüm: Tropical Suite

We were still waiting
For some kind of endless fun
But we got so bored
So we dream of some kind of weapon
Some kind of Uzi
To shoot through the clouds
Airplanes and things unseen
Flying through the endless night
Shutting down the blackened screen
Landing in Pattaya
Clouds, pills and alcohol
Last night, I almost died
On an endless night flight
And I'm drunk on kerosene
And I'm drunk on kerosene
(And I'm drunk on kerosene)
(We're so drunk on kerosene)
We were waiting
For some kind of virtue
A new kind of weapon
Oh, we almost died
And screamed on our lovers
On our brothers and sisters
On everyone else
Here is the gun
Here is your gun

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