Текст песни 10000 Maniacs - Back O' The Moon
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Текст песни 10000 Maniacs - Back O' The Moon
JennyJenny you don't know the nights I hideBelow a second story roomTo whistle you downThe man who's let to divvy upTime is a miserHe's got a silver coin( )Only lets it shine for hoursWhile you sleep it awayThere's one rare and odd style of livingPart only known to the everybody jennyA comical where's the end paradeOf the sort people here would think unusualJennyTonight upon the mock brine of a luna seaFar off we sail on to back on the moonJennyJenny you don’t know the days I’ve triedTelling backyard talesSo to maybe amuseO your mood is never giddyIf you smile I'm delightedBut you'd rather poutSuch a lazy childYou dare fold your armsTisk and say that I lieThere's one rare and odd style of thinkingPart only known to the everybody jennyThe small step and giant leap takersGot the head start in the race toward itJennyTonight upon the mock brine of a luna seaFar off we sail on to the back on the moonThat was a sighBut not meant to envy youWhen your age was mineSome things were sworn trueMorning would comeAnd calendar pages hadNew printed seasons onTheir opposite sidesJennyJenny you don't know the nights I hideBelow a second story roomTo whistle you downO the man whos let to divvy upTime is a miserHe's got a silver coinLets it shine for hoursWhile you sleep it awayTheres one rare and odd style of livingPart only known to the everybody jennyOut of tin ships jump the bubble head boysTo push their flags into powdered soils and cryNo second placersNo smart looking geese in bonnetsDance with pigs in high button trousersNo milk pail for the farmer's daughterNo merry towns of sweet walled houses