everybody is talking about the girl who went and killed the delivery man, but she looks so kind and gentle, it just doesn't stand to reason, I saw her right there just the other night as stately as a slot machine, but when she looked my way something mad as hell came over me, anesthesia, mona lisa, I've got a little gun, here comes oblivion, I never loved you, how did you find me? the cops will never prove complicity now, anna...... all good children go to heaven! I remember your face that august night when we lied about the beautiful time to come and that crazy old man who came much to late and caused a chain reaction, I've been hanging out there for eleven long years like a church mouse wondering where the cat has gone, and looking at you now
Compositor: Brett W. Gurewitz (Gurewitz Brett Wesly) (BMI)Editor: Music Corporation Of America Inc (BMI)Publicado em 1990ECAD verificado obra #13413972 e fonograma #12271467 em 13/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM