מילים לשיר Southern Belles In London Sing – Faint

Scarlet boots, the kiss of death Patience and the end of it
Blended angels, whispered love Velvet voices, haunting slow
Countdown til it's gone, for long Darkened nooks, with bright decor Georgian femmes are gone for weeks Southern Belles in London Sing I'm staring down the Eppley gate Two more days before the plane arrivesAnd you'll be standing here with your smile Carving up the lobby seats Pushing down the caffiene drinks Checking the arrival screens for yours A hundred feet above the landing There's a girl gliding down She's floating toward me now Her sleeves are all stretching out
And the jet is following behind London skids a grinding halt Last night left to spend apart
Bags your packed but now for home Stories of the tour unfold Booking Agents
Broken Nose Butting heads with creeping dolts Georgian Femmes are gone for weeks Southern Belles in London Sing Southern Belles in London Sing.