Текст песни black frank - The Cult Of Ray
black frank - The Cult Of Ray слова песни
What is there to say?Still I can`t be silentHear the cult of RayAnd you`ll be enlightenedPeople they`re no funI saw Raymond speak one time, he said helloAnd as he opened up my mind, so fried and batteredI heard his words so very fine so high above this constant drippingchatterYoung sharks feeding on the scrappleAnd upstarts on your Adam`s appleAnd you can`t hear yourself in all this babbleAnd are you feeling role strainMelting rock into metalMelting rock into metalMelting rock into metal again?In a dark placeIn the deep skyIs an old manIn a coffee canAnd he`s waitingIn the old rainIn the deep skyAnd he`s waitingHear the cult of RayFear the boy as tyrantPeople have a wayWhen their mood is violentPeople they`re no funI have a century in mind, wait, oh noAt least two centuries in mind, say, it doesn`t matterThis rock is turning into sand while we are drowning here in our ownshatterYou can`t eat dirt cause it tastes so awfulLike no sugar in your Turkish coffeeAnd I can`t smile cause I got me a mouthfulAnd I`ve been grinding this grainMelting rock into metalMelting rock into metalMelting rock into metal againIn a dark placeIn the deep waterIs an old manIn a coffee canAnd he`s waitingIn the old rain