Оригинальный текст и слова песни Плачущий свет:
Sat in the cafe by the cracker factory,
You were practicing a magic trick,
And my thoughts got rude, as you talked and chewed,
On the last of...
Sat in the cafe by the cracker factory,
You were practicing a magic trick,
And my thoughts got rude, as you talked and chewed,
On the last of...