Letra de Baron Saturday

Oh! baron saturday Sorrow, hell show you games to play He bends his mouth up to your ear The words wont disappear Hell take your eyes out for a ride Through an eyeglass of tears its not clear. Oh! baron saturday White visions black, mister malady neath a sky of milk Youre drinking silk Youve fast the runcible spoon On satin plates Young maidens wait To be devoured in the glare of the moon. Except for baron saturday Your life was cool Good senses rule Throw your life away. Oh! baron saturday Let him steal your mind away Hell show you the grave Of someone who was saved From living their life in a year Hell show you the grave. Of someone who was saved From taking his life with a knife. Except for baron saturday Your life was cool Good senses rule Throw your life away.