The Party — текст песни (Throwing Muses)

A leather black living in my building

He was on my welcome

He used to say positively, he was negative, well

But then hed read his book with his back to me

I love that back

And the city was his cake

And the boys, little girls

And ice cream

His hair was bleeding

He was bleeding on my dress

My dress was red

Positive and negative

And then wed read a book

With our backs to back

And the city was our cake

And the girls, little boys

And ice cream