Текст песни BECK - Derelict
BECK - Derelict слова песни
Текст песни BECK - Derelict
I dropped my anchor in the dead of nightI packed my suitcase and threw it awayI fell asleep in the funeral fireI gave my clothes to the police manBlow back derelict when, lay my soul in the foul of the airBlow back derelict when, lay my soul in the foul of the air( )Shooting venom at the passers-byI'm hi-jacking stop the heaven downI put my eyes in a paper bagI'm spinning round like a gambling wheelBlow back derelict when, lay my soul in the foul of the airBlow back derelict when, lay my soul in the foul of the airI dropped my anchor in the dead of nightI packed my suitcase and threw it awayI fell asleep in the funeral fire