Тексты песен CAKE

A mirror image of a silver sky, nests of pines and brandy wines, build this country to the sky Do you remember now, the oblivion of youthful minds, caught up in the fashions of their time... Roll away

When you tried to kiss me I only bit your tongue. When you tried to get me together I only came undone. When you tried to tell me The one for me was you, I was in your mattress back in 1982.

We know of an ancient radiation That haunts dismembered constellations, A faintly glimmering radio station. While Frank Sinatra sings Stormy Weather, The flies and spiders get along together, Cobwebs

To me, coming from you, Friend is a four letter word. End is the only part of the word That I heard. Call me morbid or absurd. But to me, coming from you, Friend is a four letter word. To me, comin

If you loved me half as much as I love you You wouldnt worry me half as much as you do Youre nice to me when theres no one else around You only build me up to bring me down If you missed me half as mu

At first I was afraid. I was petrified. I kept thinking I could never live Without you by my side. But then I spent so many nights Just thinking how you'd done me wrong. I grew strong. I learned

t's coming down. It's coming down. It's raining outside. You've nowhere to hide. She's asking you Why you think it's funny. It's coming down. It's coming dow

She's writing, she's writing, She's writing a novel. She's writing, she's weaving, Conceiving a plot. It quickens, it thickens. You can't put it down now. It takes you,

You won't admit you love me. And so how am I ever to know? You only tell me Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps. A million times I ask you, And then I ask you over again. You only answer Perhaps, perhap

The land of race car ya-yas. The land where you can't change lanes. The land where large, fuzzy dice Still hang proudly Like testicles from rear-view mirrors. The land of race car ya-yas. The

Stickshifts and safetybelts, Bucket seats have all got to go. When we're driving in the car, It makes my baby seem so far. I need you here with me, Not way over in a bucket seat. I need you to b

Reluctantly crouched at the starting line, Engines pumping and thumping in time. The green light flashes, the flags go up. Churning and burning, they yearn for the cup. They deftly maneuver and muscl