I'm a-walking through the crowd
with my own plastic crown,
I don't need no help for me
I don't need anything.
KERTSI:
Run away, little boy, run away from the rain.
Don't let your hair get wet, run away from the rain.
They still think I'm one of them
just because I breath,
I don't need any of 'em
I got all I need.
KERTSI
I'll never find out what life's about
you can count me out.
I need a place to call my own
I need to be known
KERTSI 2:
Straight ahead, little boy, straight ahead 'gainst the wall.
Don't let your hair get wet, straight ahead 'gainst the wall
This town keeps pulling me back
I let my anger stack.
I add another phobia
I burn down my Utopia. The world will never forget Monty Python's Flying Circus. But perhaps, someday, we'll forgive. |
Axelino
Tempura
