Daysheet Blues versuri

Versuri Flying Cunts of Chaos – Daysheet Blues lyrics

[Verse 1]
Another day slips under the door
The place and time revealed on the floor
A center of life that I must obey
Hour by hour, every page, every day

[Chorus]
A good friend is calling me,
All frantic and confused
He can’t find the daysheet now,
He don’t know what to do

[Interlude]
Sono annoiato e son sempre affamato
Maria!

E per misero…
Ci ritroviamo nell’ozio piu mondano
Ad abbuffarci tutto il giorno intero
Tra uno spaghetto ed un tiramisù
Siamo ingrassati 4 chili in più
E poi alla sera, lo show diventa la ragione vera
Che ci ha costretto a vivere cosi
Ed a essere schiavi di questo daysheet

[Verse 2]
Another page slips through like before
A list of names, a number of each door
Day after day, these sheets let me know
In case I forgot of the ones in control

[Chorus]
A good friend is asking me
If the lobby calls at five
I look on the daysheet,
It says; „If he won’t do it live”