Children
This is the story, the story of a mistake
Due to a few beers, and a back seat
Nobody thinks about the future on Friday
A hole in the goldone
And He Arrived Here
The Doctor was Amazed
He looked at that Child
He didn't want to cry and he showed his little finger
And he seriously stared at his Daddy
He seemed to be telling him from the cradle
br/>It may seem so
Wrong
But I'm fine with being here
Lying down
Just give me one chance
And my voice will be
The last bomb in the city
It's truncheons and stones but in the end you find yourself
Being part of the system you were demonstrating against
But he loved his diversity
He didn't want him opposed in this Society
But then when he saw her laughing
Alone at that concert dancing
He understood what it means to live
And in his chest his heart told him
It could seem like this to you
Wrong
But At Least Leave Me Here
A Kiss
Just Give Me One Chance
And Our Love Will Be
The Last Bomb In The City
The last bomb in the city
The number of companions decreases and you move away from your twenties
And He Said