Il testo della Death of a customer

Hurry up, hurry up
Before we lose this taste in our mouths
Before our folks are too old to laugh
Lay down and catch a star

Has to be loud enough
Just to make sure if it gets to you
It brings you all the nice memories
Bright lights, some kids and the falling leaves

I can't read anymore
A few lines and i fall asleep

Hundred bedrooms in the hall
I would rather go home

Helicopters got invited to a party tonight