Daddy was the local drunk Mommy was the loosest girl in town Brother just some two-bit punk Rode his Harley D into the ground Distant friends and relatives Each of them a problem they would share From the in-laws to the out-laws Quietly she would soak up their despair She was one of life's lil' angels A job that don't pay well Guiding those to heaven That should've gone to hell Was it really worth it? Only time & death may ever tell She was the brick At the base Of the house A true foundation stone She was the colour And the sound And the taste And the rose of my cologne Cousin Bobby killed a man Packed his bags and left with Lisa-Jane Sister was an also-ran Ran and never showed her face again Those daughters, sons and uncles All of them with problems of their own Professors, priests, policemen All would use the rose of my cologne She was one of life's lil' angels A job that don't pay well Guiding those to heaven That should've gone to hell Was it really worth it? Only time & death may ever tell She was the brick At the base Of the house A true foundation stone She was the colour And the sound And the taste And the rose of my cologne Finally she decided Less than half an hour it took to pack Climbed upon her motorbike Didn't wave goodbye or once look back Separations, pregnancies Alcohol abusers, lovers tiff Murderers, philanderers Took them all and drove them off a cliff Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com