LYRICS
作曲 : David Bayley
Let's all go with bitter Grey
He turns his leather gripped cane,
Those times you clapped and called for, \"Quiet.\"
They've come to hold you in the nights
He packs a fight, \"un partu\"
Japan make home-made perfume
Sip froth from soft, warm joe
It's no guide or down bake close
You know, you know the way that I hide
Let's all go with bitter Grey
He turns his leather gripped cane,
Those times you clapped and called for, \"Quiet.\"
They've come to hold you in the nights
You know the way that I hide