Текст песни Rotund For Success

You burn the night and the days are gone You burn my night and the days are told CHORUS: Aircraft adorn my hair Small boats adhere to my feet I might be omnipotent but I can be discreet It takes too much money to see you alone and the queue stretches back to my home Times were better when we were young and you'd do whatever I'd say I would be a bridge You'd be the thrall of a car At speed and late with a wheel, with a mind of its own