Songtext von Favorite Writer

In Corsica The engines blew Your favorite writer died In a car In a crash Died in a fire imagine that In a car In a crash Die in a fire imagine that Engine, engineer The fire blew the balls main out It was likened to a whistle spout Hitch a ride Hitch a ride Your favorite writer died Engine, engineer Peaceful pioneers who Hold me In Corsica The engines blew Your favorite writer died In a car In a crash Died in a fire imagine that Engine engineer Peaceful pioneers who Hold me Well, there I'm one stop short for leaving here Engine engineer Peaceful pioneers who Hold me Angel engineer Peaceful pioneers who Hold me Well, there I'm one stop short for leaving here Angel engineer Peaceful pioneers who Hold me