Doing nothing, stuck in the mud, just pumping the blood.
The water level's getting low, something ugly's going to show.
If only I could touch you, I guess you'd be alarmed.
If only I could touch you, I don't mean you no harm.
If only I could touch you, like the wind can touch the sail,
If only I could touch you, darling, now that words have failed.
Oh, flotsam still afloat,
Oh, jetsam thrown out of the boat.
Oh love, my love, nothing here is what it seems.
We both know it; Christ, you show it...
Oh, oh my love.
Man made the cars to take us over the road
Man made the train to carry the heavy load
Man made electric light to take us out of the dark
Man made the boat for the water, like Noah made the ark
Man thinks about our little bitty baby girls and our baby boys
Oi jau cia turetu padirbeti viesuju rysiu specialistai.welcome to XXI century Negi nesimato kad rusai iki mano amziaus megsta vakarietiska kultura.ta pati muzika filmai drabuziai keliones.jiems priklauso ateitis te seniai pasilaidoja po tankais o ne jie