Текст песни 40 Below Summer — 5 Lb. Bag
He was a king til she laid waste
now he can not fill up the space
and I just see him drifting
while hes drifting
on bourbon alley, feeling low
just because she let him go
I dont think he even knows
hell ever be fine
And hes got a head full of ideas
let me tell ya, that you wouldnt believe
and hes got a heart made of pure gold
and something else, many tricks up his sleeve
you might think hes a jester
because hell make you laugh til you cry
and what else, you better come with your best
if you test him, unless youre ready to die
Wonder woman got rid of wonder man
that mans not part of your wonder plan
letter to the so called better bet on my man
believe it you will find out baby, damn
Head full of ideas
let me tell ya, that you wouldnt believe
and hes got a heart made of pure gold
and something else, so many tricks up his sleeve
you might think hes a jester
because hell make you laugh til you cry
and what else, you better come with your best
if you test him, unless youre ready to die
A million people come and go
through a persons ebb and flow
and faces keep on changing
while there changing
a certain few will stay in tact
when theyre not theyll don an act
I know this important fact
dont get confused like
And hes got a head full of ideas
let me tell ya, that you wouldnt believe
and hes got a heart made of pure gold
and something else, so many tricks up his sleeve
you might think hes a jester
because hell make you laugh til you cry
and what else, you better come with your best
if you test him, unless youre ready to die
First you love him then your loving him not
all the while he just smiles, giving all that hes got
do you find it in your heart to say hes not what you sought
do you want me to continue with this, or what
woahohohohohohohooh yeah
woahohohohohohohooh yeah
Head full of ideas
let me tell ya, that you wouldnt believe
and hes got a heart made of pure gold
and something else, so many tricks up his sleeve
sleeve, sleeve