Naked Lunch Colours
our years don’t come in colours
we raise children after all we settle down
and long for harmony
I hope I never get to be this man of bitter state you’re
in
chorus:
golden waves are for the naked
when the morning comes and the pouring rain
call my name when there’s neglection
golden waves are for the naked
when the morning comes and the pouring rain
our years don’t come in colours
we raise children after all we settle down
and long for harmony
I hope I never get to be this man of bitter state you’re
in
chorus