Текст песни Charlatans UK - The Blonde Waltz
Charlatans UK - The Blonde Waltz слова песни
Oh! my love my darling young sonAll we need is a hungry councilClean living its all here in your homeWouldnt it be nice to get away. shout!Morning how are you today, my hands are blazingMy arms are brokenI looked you up, I read your bookI held you up, I kept you goodI guess I didnt really take a lookI guess Im your manOh! my love be quiet and be quickI found a house to live (keep out the weather)Im blind and Im sickI heard the sound of thunderIn the place where all the poets singI couldnt get out, I couldnt get inIm hearing you, Im hearing youI looked up, I found God (love)I couldnt see Ill soon be 33I guess I didnt really want to seeI guess Im your manOh lord I feel my footsteps go onAll we need is a loving council to keep livingAnd Ill keep moving on ? ill keep my guardAnd (buy) another farm find a hospitalTo fix a broken arm be a pedigreeOn a higher ground ? come with me come with meIve been run on, been walked on, been spat on, been whispered toI guess I didnt mean to hurt youI too often try not to think about it, build myself a ship and thenDestroy it? i always have to checkTo see if Im still breathingOh! my love my darling young sonGo rest your weary headAnd I will pray for good to comeWouldnt it be nice to get awayShout (good) morning how are you todayMy hands are blazing my arms are brokenI took you up, I read your bookI looked you up, I kept you goodI guess I didnt really take a lookI guess Im your manI guess Im your man