Текст песни carpenters - Nowadays Clancy Can`t Even Sing
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Sing, sing Who`s that stompin` all over my face?Where`s that sillhouette I`m trying to trace?And who`s putting sponge in the bells I once rungAnd taking my gypsy before she`s begun Just singing and a dreaming of what`s in my mindBefore I can take home what`s rightfully mineJoinin` and a listenin` and talkin` in rhymesStoppin` the feeling to wait for the times (*) Who`s saying maybeThat don`t mean a thing"`Cause nowadays Clancy can`t even singSing, sing Who`s all hung-up on that happiness thing?Who`s trying to tune all the bells they ring?And who`s in the corner and down on the floorWith pencil and paper just counting the score Who`s trying to act like he`s just in-between?The night isn`t black, if you know that it`s greenDon`t bother looking, you`re too blind to seeWho`s coming on like he wanted to be? Repeat (*) Who`s coming home on the old 9 to 5?Who`s got the feeling here to keep him alive?Though havin` it, sharin` it, ain`t quite the sameYou painted it golden nugget, you can`t lay claim Who`s seeing eyes through the crack in the floor?There it is baby, don`t you worry no moreWho should be sleepin`, but `s writing this songWishin` and a-hopin` he weren`t so damned wrong Repeat (*) twice