Trumbull Songtext
von Stef Chura

Trumbull, it′s the only road I know
I stumble just to get to the gold and I fold
You under a rock that I know
Well, I'm told you don′t


You can't, no, you won't
Get that whipping grease lobotomy
And figure out how to fix the sheets
No, I′m told you don′t
Oh, you can't and you won′t
Get that whipping grease lobotomy
And figure out how to fix the sheets
No, I'm told you don′t

Trumbull, it's the only road I know
I stumble just to get to the gold and I fold
You under a rock that I know
Well, I′m told you don't


You can't, no, you won′t
Get that whipping grease lobotomy
And figure out how to fix the sheets
Oh, I′m told you don't
No, you can′t and you won't
Get that whipping grease lobotomy
And figure out how to fix the sheets
Oh, I′m told you don't