LISA LITTLE RACKET
Lisa Iost her head
She wanna fade away
In her little clumsy hands
She grips a green grenade
She hides it in her pocket
Each time she goes out
Lisa little racket
Just waiting for it blows
Lisa Iost her way
She doesn't know, she forgets
She never goes, she never stays
She comes from devil's bed
Lisa Iost her way
She doesn't know, she forgets
She never goes, she never stays
She comes from devil's bed
Autor(es): MARC HUYGHENS
