Throbbing Gristle Songtext
von The Brian Jonestown Massacre

Hey boy, he′s looking at you
Too late to run, so fun to make fun
Travel light, be that light
Don't you fight with me

With me


Kept you, baby
Wanna paint your face
I hope she doesn′t think she's pretty
'Cause she ain′t
I hope she doesn′t think she's pretty
′Cause she ain't

Well hey, hey, look at me
The more hell I raise
Everyone has to be not me now

Does it hurt to hear your mother cry?
What do you feel? Nothing
You fade so far away
From the home we made

So far away

You fade so far away
From the home you made