歌词
Freaks collecting stained-glass rubies
Pillowed gently on a strand
Bearing looks of frenzied blankness
Slowing down their
B.B. KingMiddle class suburban children
Wearing costumes that reveal
Blindly follow recent pipers
With their mystical appeal, for now
So I'm leavin' for the country, to try and rest my head'
Cause if I hang around this scene too long
You know babe,
I'll be dead
All the changes superficial
Apathy, still a king
Liberal reactionaries
Never dealing anything, for now
So I'm leavin' for the country, to try and rest my head'
Cause if I hang around this scene too long
You know babe,
I'll be dead