Songtexte & Übersetzungen von Petunia And The Vipers

I got a ragtime for ya inside of my head
Comin' back to me now from the ages of the dead
If Tom Waits could yodel and I bet that he can
Way up inside his head I came it crawling back
What do you do with the poison in your head
Seeping and creeing in every single bed
Dream