Текст песни Chameleons - Intrigue In Tangiers
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When it`s summerAnd the skies are glassWhen it`s summerAnd the skies are glassI just have to make the evenings lastThey`re always flashing pastAnd when it`s rainingAnd the skies are blackWhen it`s rainingAnd the skies are blackI just have to hear the thunder rollAnd see the lightening crackWith fading powersWe sit for hoursBy a television screenWith funny cigarettesAnd talk for hoursOf places that we`ve seenBrother can you hear my voiceBrother can you hear my voiceEvery second that you cling to lifeYou have to feel aliveIt`s an easy thing to sell your skinIt`s an easy thing to sell your skinWhen the devil`s banging on your doorYou always let him inWith fading powersWe dream of hoursThat`ll never come againOld defenders are themselves defencelessWhen the mad attack the saneWhat can you doWhen you see no future in front of youFood for the fewSo many it seems are in front of youI see my faceReflecting there in a sweating browYou hate what you seeBut what can you do when there`s no way outNo way out nowBut when you sleepWhere do you go