I get home from work and you're still standing in your dressing gown

Well what am I to do?
I know all the things around your head and what they do to you
What are we coming to?
What are we gonna do?

Blame it on the black star
Blame it on the falling sky
Blame it on the satellite that beams me home

Posted By: pants on April 18th 2013 at 00:08:24


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