Lletres:
Pedro The Lion Progress

as you You tell them that they're good kids But you know that it isn't true Your father drank a little You're on liver number two Progress has a way

as you You tell them that they're good kids But you know that it's not true Your father drank a little You're on liver number two Progress has a way

Sunken ships rest upon the ocean floor Where I've made my home to dodge the draft once more There once was a time, one could flee to the north But Canada

good as you you tell them that they're good kids but you know it isn't true your father drank a little; you're on liver number two progress has a way

It's weird to think of all the things that have not been keeping up with the times it's ten o'clock the sun has now just begun to set the western hills

as you You tell them that they're good kids but you know it isn't true Your father drank a little; you're on liver number two Progress has a way of