Il testo della Bushleaguer

How does he do it? how do they do it? uncanny and immutable.
This is such a happening tailpipe of a party.
Like sugar, the guests are so refined

A confidence man, but why so beleaguered?
He's not a leader, he's a texas leaguer
Swinging for the fence, got lucky with his strike
Drilling for fear, makes the job simple
Born on third, thinks he got a triple

Blackout weaves its way through the city
Blackout weaves its way through the city
Blackout weaves its way,...

I remember when you sang
That song about today
Now it's tomorrow and
Everything has changed

A think tank of aloof multiplication
A nicotine wish and a columbus decanter
Retrenchment and hoggishness
The aristocrat choir sings

"what's the ruckus?"
The haves, have not a clue
The immenseness of suffering
And the odd negotiation, a rarity
With onionskin plausibility of life,
And a keyboard reaffirmation

Blackout weaves its way through the city
Blackout weaves its way through the city
Blackout weaves its way,...

I remember when you sang
That song about today
Now it's tomorrow and
Everything has changed

I remember when you sang
That song about today
Now it's tomorrow and
Everything has changed