[one_half]SCATTERBRAIN

I’m walking out in a force ten gale.
Birds thrown around, bullets for hail.
The roof is pulling off by its fingernails.
Your voice is rapping on my window sill

Yesterday’s headlines blown by the wind.
Yesterday’s people end up scatterbrain.
Then any fool can easy pick a hole. (I only wish I could fall in)
A moving target in a firing range.

Somewhere I’m not
Scatterbrain
Somewhere I’m not
Scatterbrain
Lightning fuse
Powercut
Scatterbrain.[/one_half] [one_half_last]SCATTERBRAIN

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[toggle title=”PUBBLICATA SU”] Hail To The Thief [/toggle]

[toggle title=”DEBUTTO LIVE”] 22/07/2002 – Lisbona [/toggle]


[title]ASCOLTA IL BRANO[/title]

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