| | | }2p I was sitting beside you All we look in the sea And a strange cranky fellow Have the glass up to me. And that was made of crystal Where was water in there. And a funeral whisper Rustled draught in my head Bom! Bom! Will be gone, Bom! Bom! Everyone, С Bom! Bom! But fool's love Is never done, never done... | | | }2p You are a looking in my eyes Coconut falling down I was telling your nonsense Like a second dread clown You are sifting the pink sand Sunset flaming behind Your sharp nipple in my hand Gazed at guilty and blind Bom! Bom! Will be gone, Bom! Bom! Everyone, С Bom! Bom! But fool's love Is never done, never done... | | | }2p Bom! Bom! Will be gone, Bom! Bom! Everyone, С Bom! Bom! But fool's love Is never done, never done... | | |