Тексты песен Wild Beasts

Break some bread, The night's been blessed, With a neverendingness, But none the less, End come too soon Sweet concubine, The night's divine, In a never ending line of lovers, End come too soon On the

Kick! The spirit kicks, But the moonshine plays cheap tricks. Us kids are cold and cagey rattling around the town, scaring the oldies into their dressing gowns, as the dribbling dogs howl. What'so wro