Fall, The - Psycho-mafia текст песни

Spitting on the streets
Numb heads and feet
Nowhere to go
Won't let us in the shows



'cos we talk about love
And the psycho-mafia
I'm talking 'bout love
And the psycho-mafia



No soul in the discos
No rock in the clubs
Won't let us in the pubs
And the city joys



Going on about love
And the psycho-mafia
I'm talking about love
And the psycho-mafia



Psycho-mafia
Psycho-mafia
'cho mafia
'cho mafia



Spitting on the streets
Shot heads and teeth
Our eyes are red
Our brains are dead



Going on about drugs
Psycho-mafia
I'm talking about love
Psycho-mafia