jakob sorensen 23rd st station şarkı sözleri
And so we marched ourselves through alleyways
And bent our backs to see over the fence where the other half stays
And racing down the stairwells like mouse traffic in the stillness of the night,
Singing in the rain, staying out of sight
We made our ways down to the emporium
(Cold)
Where elementary grimalkens face the dangers of the night
Where faux fur donning forellas find themselves in a space too tight
Where all the rules once regarding
Oh the dratsing, the dancing
Oh the laughing, the shouting
Oh the killing, are cast to the curb with the forgotten ones
And onward and onward
(Cold)
We shout with much elation
As young boys should!
We steal our neighbors' veshches
It's our livelihood!
We shout with much elation as we enter 23rd St Station!
