In the ancient woodland Meet the oldest man With a huge smile on his face For joy and peace he stands Boundaries of his green kingdom Shall not be passed
The air is turning cold outside It's a rabbi in a brothel for the third time The gold tooth of a broken man A white glove in a purse down at the bottom
[intro sample:] Ee-ehhh, you be nice without long hair. now is cool, mmm? but your friend, I think they not recognise you... There's a story: / I was
When I was a child the world was very very big and very strange Now nothing seems to have changed since I was a child Nervous, shy and insecure I stumbled
Translation: Saint Etienne. Everything I Touch Turns To Gold.
: I knew I was never gonna talk to you tomorrow And oh, the birds how they sing If you were a bird could you sing me a song of sorrow 'Cause all I
Boys and girls come out to play Forbidden fruit to take away Lonely, hurts, it hurts like hell But I can't buy if you won't sell Believe in fire, believe
I knew I was never gonna talk to you tomorrow And oh, the birds how they sing If you were a bird could you sing me a song of sorrow 'Cause all I know
Woe, oh I am in denial, and I am depressed I will try to bargain with you, then share my anger with you But I can't complete the full cycle of mourning
