Blizzard Of '77 کے بول

In the blizzard of '77 The cars were just lumps on the snow And then later Tripping in 7-11 The shelves were stretching out of control On a plane ride The more it shakes The more I have to let go Now the signals Still getting all mixed up We're always doing damage control But in the middle of the night, I worry It's blurry even without light In the middle of the night, I worry It's blurry even without light I know I have got a negative edge That's why I sharpen all the others a lot It's like flowers or ladybugs Pretty weeds or red beetles with dots But in the middle of the night, I worry It's blurry even without light In the middle of the night, I worry It's blurry even without light I miss you more than I knew I miss you more than I knew I miss you more than I knew