Letras:
Wall Of Voodoo

all was gonna bust Hey, how are chumps like us to know We took off on that tour so long And played and sang our radio song. Oh-woah. Now, it seemed like that old voodoo

It's automatic when I talk to old friends, the conversations turn to girls we knew when their hair was soft and long. And the beach was the place

Let me out and let me in. Everybody was breaking through the chains of luck... Through the sand, and in the wind. Born with any break I'd want... Every

down my neck Full of tension A tiny hole burnt with a cigarette Full of tension And now I start to see the little spots Stickin' to the wall and on the

I press the buttons now Voice keeps poppin' on the call box out Mop-man, do you receive? Ten-four, I gotta pull out I got an ETA, five-thirty on the dot

This slab of stone Stares at me So seriously and yet I'm Laughing The grass was soft And so I sat and painted what I'd been looking at Now starring in

I was walking through the jungle, and I Was looking for good business Something to take away the risk Break or bust or call it quits See an object in

Me and my dad We've got a good thing going Fishing trips, the hard way's the best Man-to-man talks, when the going gets tough The tough get going Follow

My Room with a view Views a room with a view That views my Room with a view I say My Room with a view Views a room with a view That views my Room