Matthau Mikojan

Elegantly wasted

Matthau Mikojan


There's nothing left to say
Ain't it a shame
The booze and pills and funny names
It's not mine 

Days turn into weeks
The wrinkles on your face get deep
It underlines your claim to fame
It's not mine 

Refrão

I can't put you down or up against the wall
You keep telling me lies
Oh, look at me I'm a man
of a thousand lies 

You get nothing done
But you sure had your fun
You fail to amuse anyone
but yourself 

You've been hiding the sun
Sitting home with that big old gun
You cannot be alone anymore 

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