Liryka 36/Po Angielsku 4

Z zapisków w Bełkot Logu:
There is a cactus in my street
It's not only in my head
It's been there since I was a kid
It's gonna be when I'm dead

Cactus in my street
When I was a kid
It really hurt me, it really hurt me
Don't touch the cactus, don't touch it, touch it, touch it...

Be smart, kid
Don't touch the cactus
Be smart
Be smarter than you are