Cybertracks - Virtual Audio Project - Explora-Psycho текст песни

Deserted on friday after noon
Last words hung in the air
Like faint perfume
On the night before sunday
All through the flat
Not a conscience was stirring
Just roaches and rats
And the wallpaper clung to The kitchen with grease
While the magnets held her
Picture to the 'fridgerator-freezer
Momma’s cookin' chicken and
I’m not chokin' on a wishbone
Overblown ego’s in checkmate
Sore loser, using what the gods gave out
Lovers on earth can’t understand
I don’t fit their universal plan
I’ve been to the stars and back again
Send me no sympathy
I’m staying down
Deep in my solitude
Where i can drown
On a hot summer sunday
And here in the park
I’m laughin' on grass
Without a guitar
And the girl’s in brooklyn
Hugging all the trees
In a backyard garden
I’ll never get to see
Lovers on earth can’t understand…
On a hot summer sunday
And here in the park
I’m laughin' on grass
Without a guitar
Lovers on earth can’t understand
I don’t fit their universal plan
I’ve been to the stars and back again
Take me there