She plays wipeout on the drums the squirrels and the birds come Gather around to sing the guitar Oh I…have you got nothing to say When all words fail she speaks Her mix tape’s a masterpiece Walks through the garden so the roses can see Oh I…have you got nothing to say And you can […]
She plays wipeout on the drums The squirrels and the birds come Gather round and sing the guitar Oh i. . .have you got nothing to say When all words fail she Speaks Her mix tape’s a masterpiece Walks through the garden So the roses can see Oh i. . .have you got nothing To […]
She plays Wipeout on the drums The squirrels and the birds come Gather round to sing the guitar Oh I…Have you got nothing to say? When all words fail she speaks Her mix tape’s a masterpiece Walks through the garden So the roses can see Oh I…Have you got nothing to say? And you can […]