Текст песни Blind Melon - Soup
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The clothesline of cold eyesis washing away the face beforeNow tell me what`s wrong you see everyone`s goneYou gotta do your best to decorate this dying` dayThis dying` dayAll over a bowl of bitter beansAll over a bowl of bitter beansAnd outside way, way up high I got a quarter moon misthanging` over meAnd now, I want that rocking chair outta thereCause he`s no longer living hereIt`s no longer needed hereAll over a bowl of bitter beansAll over a bowl of bitter beansAnd I got a corner store and that`s all the moreFor me to praise upon the holidaysAnd now I`ll close my eyes really, really tightand make you all go away,I`ll make you all go all go awayAnd I`ll pull the trigger and make it all go awayAnd I`ll make it all go away, I`ll make it all go away