Bigott - Turkey Moon lyrics

rate me

At the end of the year when loves goes to rehab

the candle on the shelf

feels like a fire in my belly

With the low blood morphine

And my head cracked like and old door

For the moment love is over no, oh!

I wonder how it feels, lifeless dead

would it be like a powe cut in a little spacecraft

next to the door I will run in to your arms

and I feel like I'm ready for the final march

Turkey moon give all your diet soon

feeling thin

I can run like in San Fermin

When the summer stays in my melodia

I take a walk by the snowed mountains of Cuba

with a blind tourist guide

And my feet move like Fred Astaire's

chased by a pride of lions

I wonder how it feels, lifeless dead

would it be like a power cut in a little spacecraft

next to the door I will leave the keys

come whenever you want

i'm ready for the final march

Turkey moon give me all your diet soon

feeling thin

I can run like in San Fermin