When I met a beautiful young Goth
Who was suffering from a bad cough,
I felt such bliss
When we two kissed.
But that Goth gave me her cough!
When I met a beautiful young Goth
Who was suffering from a bad cough,
I felt such bliss
When we two kissed.
But that Goth gave me her cough!
In the crowded pub
A teen Goth girl
Sings of forever love.
We cheer over beers
And raise our glass
To a goth girl
And the truth
That all youth
Must pass.
And all our suns
Will become
The black.