Moustache Hills - This Song Is Made By Two Boys Who Don't Really Know How To Sing But Is Very Good Songtexte

Creative pulse itself.
Move on to careless
Don't even putt.
To be taken to the top

Actually i'm a giraffe
That is always kind
At the end of the year
Is better than a thesis made from a thought

Most of us go on to greater things
The only cure for grief is time
One took one's problems and sorrows with one
You feed him for today
You feed him for today
You feed him for today
You feed him for a day

Enjoy the waking hours much more
No one can be really so bored
The opposite of religious is the truth
Life is a jungle during bloom

Most of us go on to greater things
The only cure for grief is action
One took one's problems and sorrows with one
You feed him for today
You feed him for today
You feed him for today
You feed him for a day

Most of us go on to greater things
The only cure for grief became dumb
One took one's problems and sorrows with one
You feed him for today
You feed him for today
You feed him for today
You feed him for a day

The only cure for grief is really hurt
You feed him for today
You feed him for today
You feed him for today
You feed him for a day