Angol:
I am the son
And
the heir
Of
a shyness that is criminally vulgar
I
am the son and heir
Of
nothing in particular
Refrén:
You
shut your mouth
How
can you say
I
go about things the wrong way?
I
am human and I need to be loved
Just
like everybody else does
I
am the son
And
the heir
Of
a shyness that is criminally vulgar
I
am the son and heir
Of
nothing in particular
Refrén:
You
shut your mouth
How
can you say
I
go about things the wrong way?
I
am human and I need to be loved
Just
like everybody else does
There’s
a club if you’d like to go
You
could meet somebody who really loves you
So
you go and you stand on yor own
And
you leave on your own
And
you go home and you cry
And
you want to die
When
you say it’s gonna happen now
Well
when exactly do you mean?
See
I’ve already waited too long
And
all my hope is gone |