| DRELLA | ZURÜCK | |||
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Hi Drella, my name is Carboni I've got bad news for you, your Johnny's dead They found him way down south, where the alligators chat It was sunset like on TV, and he never had a gun So Drella, let's booze it away, cos' as long as we sway Johnny can't complain I'll hide your inside out, forget all of your secrets You won't have much to say after all Johnny never liked to talk, oh oh! Johnny had a parking meter Johnny was no doctor but a troubled staircase spinnin' On and on, 'till he's gone... Hi Drella, I don't know what you want But let me roll a good one, a one to screw the pain I swear my woman loves me, so you shouldn't feel ashamed It's just a crack after the ball, so why build another shell? Hey Drella, there's a big quake in Japan, and your mother looses tan Do you feel, do you swell down here? Oh Drella, there's so much more to life than this There's a clone mistake somewhere in this jungle (Oh it seems I had too much) Oh, oh - Drella... Knock-knock-knockin' on heavens door I guess I - Hi Drella, let me dry your heartbeat Peep out of your warfare, sleep you to the just... They found Drella waitin', and it was a lucky ride That her husband by mistake - well he never had a gun... And still I'm waitin' for Drella Still the sun shines through the streets I love I turn the TV on, I dry my way out Of Drella...how Drella...so drive |