Texty:
Piano Magic The Troubled Sleep Of Piano Magic

: Outside, the fairground in snow Revolves like a waltz, funeral slow And summer has gone, collapsed like a chair Like the heart of a bird, a bell on

: Started mailroom Moved up through Clerical, now Obituaries I am the teacher's son I am the teacher's son I am the teacher's son I'm the teacher's son

: Tonight, I can't sleep, the heart's all wires The moon is widowed, the stars, retired i'll never travel and I'm always tired but I still love you and

lights Speed the road, rush the lights Even bad girls sleep tonight Even bad girls sleep tonight Their aspirin white legs, scarred by young lust's overbite Even bad girls sleep

: The tollbooth martyrs, 21 - 56 Leave their lives at the gate and beneath the standard issue crucifix Push their summers to the side of the plate Live

Outside, the fairground in snow Revolves like a waltz, funeral slow And summer has gone, collapsed like a chair Like the heart of a bird, a bell on the

Tonight, I can't sleep, the heart's all wires The moon is widowed, the stars, retired i'll never travel and I'm always tired but I still love you and

lights Speed the road, rush the lights Even bad girls sleep tonight Even bad girls sleep tonight Their aspirin white legs, scarred by young lust's overbite Even bad girls sleep

You turn on your side like you have to face North Or else you can't sleep : the unwritten law But how can you sleep with my heart so loud? Like a scream