Letra da Música Winston Smith de Dogs

You might see, snow drenched roof tops A stalagtite
falls to the alley like an arrow from cupid intoo yo,
The world has stopped And it's pretty as a picture You
might not notice How cold it gets when the gin runs out
and history is born again You can't even think How you
wanna be with her Well here we are darling, Jam never
tasted so good Nothing ever felt so warm as you, above
this old world shop With it's old world trinkets But
how dare we even think it When there's a cardboard box
With shivering feet full of distant memories and nearby
fantasies Of good heels and chasmere socks There's a
cold war on thee world That's what i heard I opened up
Told her i'm lonely I said dont you know me She said
who're you talking to? Her memory's faded Irradicated
She's been infiltrated But oh how i waited Because i
know there's something I just can't get to it I wasted
years How i held you near I tasted fear But how i helf
you near And i fought the combine Until they let me
outside Where it was pretty as a picture