Текст песни cave nick - Saint Huck
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Born of the river,Born of its never-changing, never-changing murky waterHuck standing like a Saint, upon its deckIf ya wanna catch a Saint,then bait ja hook, let`s take a walk...`O come to me!, O come to me!` is what the dirt-irtysay to Huck... HUCKwoah-woah, woah woah!Saint Huck! Huck!Straight in the arms of the city goes Huck,down the heckoning streets of op-po-tunitywhistling his favorite river-song...And a bad-bline-nigger at the pianoButs a sinister-bloo-lilt to that sing-a-longHuck senses somthing`s wrong!Sirens wail in the city,and lil-Ulysses turn to puttyOl man River`s got a bone to pick!Our boys hardly got a bone to suck!He go, woah-woah, woah woah!Saint Huck! Huck!The mo-o-o-on, its huge cycloptic eyewatches the city streets contracttwist and cripple and crack.Saint Huck goes on a dog`s-leg nowSaint Huck goes on a dog`s-leg nowWhy, you know the story!Ya wake up one morning and ya find your a thugblowing smoke fings in some diveYa fingers hot and itchin, cracking ya knucklesYa bull neck briseting...Still Huck he ventures on whistling,and Death reckons Huckleberry`s time is up,O woah woah woah!Saint Huck! Huck!Yonder go Huck, minus pocket-watch an` wallet goneSkin shrinks wraps his skeletonNo wonder he got thinner, not, with his cold`n`skinny dinners!Saint Huck-a-Saint Elvis, Saint Huck-a-Saint ElvisO you recall the song ya used to sing-a-longShifting the river-trade on that ol` steamerLife is only a dream!But ya trade in the Mighty ol` man Riverfor the Dirty ol` Man Latrine!The brothel shiftThe hustle`n`the bustle and the green-backs rustleAnd all the sexy-cashAnd the randy-carsAnd the two dollar fucksO o o ya onto luck, onto luckWoah-woah-woah-woahSaint Huck! Huck!