Текст и слова песни Masters Of Reality – Third Man on the Moon
Now I am a saint
a worried stone i ain't
astral traveller
Now i am a cat
what you think 'bout that?
nerve unraveller
Wandering in a parking lot
on a rainy afternoon
Now I am an astronaut
third man on the moon
Now I change my voice,
I ain't got no choice
for survival
Taking you to the place
where no one got a face
knowing your rival
Wandering in a parking lot
on a rainy afternoon
Now I am an astronaut
third man on the moon
Wandering in a parking lot
on a rainy afternoon
Now I am an astronaut
third man on the moon
a worried stone i ain't
astral traveller
Now i am a cat
what you think 'bout that?
nerve unraveller
Wandering in a parking lot
on a rainy afternoon
Now I am an astronaut
third man on the moon
Now I change my voice,
I ain't got no choice
for survival
Taking you to the place
where no one got a face
knowing your rival
Wandering in a parking lot
on a rainy afternoon
Now I am an astronaut
third man on the moon
Wandering in a parking lot
on a rainy afternoon
Now I am an astronaut
third man on the moon
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