Тексты песен Replacements

Well she's kind of like an artist Sittin' on the floor Never finish it she abandons Never shows a soul And she's kind of like a movie Everyone rushes to see And no one understands it Sittin' in their

Well, well, well I, found it's my life Down on all fives Let me crawl If I want, I could dye...my hair Time for decisions to be made Crack up in the sun, lose it in the shade Razzle, dazzle, drazzle,

Oh, no...O.K..tape's rolling...so what I hate music Sometimes I don't I hate music It's got too many notes I hate my high school Sometimes I went I hate music, man Never heaven sent Tommy says so Tomm