zeile august: Music

• MP3 play whole song, hi-fi (broadband)
• MP3 play whole song, lo-fi (modem)

Comin’ up roses:
Papa don’t believe in magic
Mama don’t believe in much
Franks down in the kitchen
gettin’ on his touch.
Becky don’t believe in nothin’
‘cept whats on his mind
got dust in the corners
of all those wasted times.
cuz they’re reachin’ up for what is
comin’ up.
It’s not comin’ up roses
cause they’re comin’ after me.
So give him a drink of water
maybe something stronger
got dust in the corners
of all those wasted minds
wasted on the holler
wasted on a couple of dimes
wasted on our Sons and Daughters
Down the drumline
cause they’re reachin’ up
for what is comin’ up.
It’s not comin’ up roses