Salad şarkı sözleri
It's nautical with weirdosThe cinema stays dryThe underground its heroesThey're queueing up, my oh myThe polythene wigwam ritualShe's got a blue bikiniTwo kisses and you're captiveLike something from Fred FelliniChorus :The need to play grew up with the admiring of those in diminished clothesThey're marching in defiantThey carry their flags on highThe military hatchet peopleAre giving their battle cryThere's Latin sounds on SundayWith caramel crêpes at largeWe haven't got a drift netFor happenings free of chargeRepeat Chorus
