Going Downhill Fast - текст песни
Going Downhill Fast
One butterfly spies a glint in his eye;
The birds sing as he cycles by.
Oh, why should he feel sad?
This world ain't so bad,
And besides -
Woe betide he who would frown
When natural beauty abounds.
And now, with wheels spinning free,
He's picking up speed...
Two butterflies tie k Nots in his stomach -
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