ŞARKI SÖZÜ
In Corsica
The engines blew
Your favorite writer died
In a car
In a crash
Died in a fire imagine that
In a car
In a crash
Die in a fire imagine that
Engine, engineer
The fire blew the balls main out
It was likened to a whistle spout
Hitch a ride
Hitch a ride
Your favorite writer died
Engine, engineer
Peaceful pioneers who
Hold me
In Corsica
The engines blew
Your favorite writer died
In a car
In a crash
Died in a fire imagine that
Engine engineer
Peaceful pioneers who
Hold me
Well, there I'm one stop short for leaving here
