Mamma
Is this the real life,is this just fantasy.
According a land sight,or escape from reality.
Open your eyes.look up to the sky and see,
I'm just a cool boy,I need no sympathy
(because I'm easy come,easy go,little high,little low),
Anyway the wind blows,doesn't really matter to me (to me).
Mamma,I just killed a man,
put a gun against his head,pulled my trigger
now he's dead.
Mamma,life has just began,but now I've gone
and thrown it all away.
Mamma oeoeoeoe,
Didn't mean to make you cry
If i'm not back again this time tomorrow,
carry on carry on,like nothing really matters
It's too late,my time has come
Send shivers down my spine.
Body's aching on it's time.
Goodbye everybody,I've got to go
gotta leave you all behind and fade away.
Mamma,oeoeoeoe
I don't wanne die,I sometimes wish
I'd never been born at all.
Na Dworcu Centralnym przy odkrytym automacie telefonicznym stoi facet, trzyma sluchawke przy uchu i milczy. Stoi dlugo, za nim zebrala sie juz spora kolejka spragnionych telefonowania. Wreszcie jakas kobieta go szturcha:
- Panie, niech pan juz zwolni ten automat! Przeciez pan juz pol godziny trzyma sluchawke i jeszcze ani slowa pan nie powiedzial!
- Bo ja dzwonie do swojej tesciowej, prosze pani - odpowiada zaczepiony.
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