Says Elliott Songtext
von Sibylle Baier
Says Elliott Songtext
I grow old, I shall wear the bottom of my trousers rolled, says Elliot
I grow old, I shall wear the bottom of my trousers rolled, says Elliot
Days keep growing short, nights too
Let us go then, you and I
And try to unlearn, says Elliot
He seeks for return and burns ancient love letters
Let us go then you and I and lie by marble stone, says Elliot
And put a record on the gramophone
Lie down dear, on the weed
Don′t weep dear
Gaily clad
Sadness is a radical quantity, says Elliot
Sadness is a long brown ribbon, says he
Sadness is beautiful
I grow old, I shall wear the bottom of my trousers rolled, says Elliot
I grow old, I shall wear my trousers rolled, says Elliot
I grow old, I shall wear the bottom of my trousers rolled, says Elliot
Days keep growing short, nights too
Let us go then, you and I
And try to unlearn, says Elliot
He seeks for return and burns ancient love letters
Let us go then you and I and lie by marble stone, says Elliot
And put a record on the gramophone
Lie down dear, on the weed
Don′t weep dear
Gaily clad
Sadness is a radical quantity, says Elliot
Sadness is a long brown ribbon, says he
Sadness is beautiful
I grow old, I shall wear the bottom of my trousers rolled, says Elliot
I grow old, I shall wear my trousers rolled, says Elliot
Writer(s): Sibylle Ingrid Baier Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com