Testo Neverland - The Damned
Testo della canzone Neverland (The Damned), tratta dall'album Grave Disorder
Michael used to tell us he was bad, bad, bad
And all his funky records made us glad, glad, glad
But when I saw his face, yeah, I was sad, sad, sad
With his Dolly printed shirts, you know he's mad, mad, mad
Neverland
Neverland
Even when he's telling you that black is white
Just some fancy dancing, you can stop the fight
Grooving in the forest makes it all alright
What a man, a big hand
Neverland
Neverland
The polar king could sit and count the cost, cost, cost
Thinking 'bout the count of that he lost, lost, lost
You know, he couldn't even give a toss, toss, toss
At least it's marginally better than the boss, boss, boss
Neverland
Neverland
Even when he's telling you that black is white
Just some fancy dancing, you can stop the fight
Grooving in the forest makes it all alright
What a man, give him a hand
Did you love the kingship's daughter?
Did you cherish her and take her by the hand?
The papers say that it was all a put-up show
But I don't know
I don't know
Neverland
Neverland
Even when he's telling you that black is white
Just some fancy dancing, you can stop the fight
Grooving in the forest makes it all alright
What a man, give him a hand
Neverland
Neverland
Neverland
Neverland
Credits
Writer(s): Suzanne Ciani
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