Paroles de Proper Spirit

Each night I go out and forget Monk's orders and head straight to her! Through the thick and lovely smoke Full of guts but so shy Tell me what you want She says Tell me what you want Now, let it go Let it go Let it die You haven't shown The proper sprirt! The proper spirit! She takes me out to the heart of it Lost in the swell of the street It can hit all the notes, we agree But the city itself Needs to breathe Let it go Let it go Let it die You haven't shown The proper sprirt! The proper spirit!