Old Mary full of grease Your heart stops within you Scary are the fruits of your tomb And harsh are the terms of your sentence Old Mary, sister of mine
Tulkojums: Dead Weather. Old Mary.
: Old Mary full of grease Your heart stops within you Scary are the fruits of your tomb And harsh are the terms of your sentence. Old Mary Sister of
Old Mary full of grease Your heart stops within you Scary are the fruits of your tomb And harsh are the terms of your sentence. Old Mary Sister of mine
