Silver Sun 2 Digits
If you say something, how do you know that I'll remember it? I don't wanna hear the workmen working But you say it's ok because they're digging your ditch what is in your mind? Tha's what they will say Grind their teeth as they prey And reading papaers stop from turning to day Rays of light that struck you right in the day And struck in to anti-matter black (It really matters) I think in nuclear physics, you only work in 2 digits Give me your code she came in through the window, top flat, no penthouse More like a waste-house Danger! danger! Watch out Mistress Meaker ruled out And you will always get the right place but the wrong wife Always leave you wanting the next life And struck into anti-matter black Pages 'bout how We give, we allow Out of the red and into the black Onto the road but still on track
