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Beck

Fourteen Rivers, Fourteen Floods

  alternative  indie  rock  singer-songwriter  indie rock
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Текст песни Beck - Fourteen Rivers, Fourteen Floods

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fourteen rivers, fourteen floods
bend your body to the heavens above
don`t get drunk, don`t get dry
just bring your money next saturday night

forteen miles on a Teton trail
with a half-dead mule and nothin` on my mind
all my life I been talkin` fast
takin` all the things that I shoulda let pass

throw my hat on a coffin nail
put another brick in the fireplace
well I don`t know about you or me
but someone got loose back in town

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