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Psycholella

Mad Heads

I'm sick of winter weather
It seems to last forever
The frosty wind is blowing
My nose is full of ice
I dream of seaside leisure
Of time that's full of pleasure
Of psychobilly heaven
In sunny paradise
I've met some friends tonight
And talked to some through internet
They share the dream of mine
And everybody wants to get to
Psycholella Psycholella
It's somewhere down in Spain
And it has a different name
There are only 14 days a year
When you can find it there
14 days of party
C'mon everybody
They say it's just for fun
But it's really more than I can bare
Night wrecking in the bars
With the psychobilly freaks
Eyeful of shooting stars
Yes, I wanna get my kicks in
Psycholella Psycholella

Composição: Vadim Krasnooky





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