Текст песни Chumbawamba - Salt fare North sea
Chumbawamba - Salt fare North sea слова песни
"Slat fare, North sea"Roll on, roll offWith these words I drownTopmast securedHatches battened downSometimes I thinkIt must be different on landBut from the mast I can only see tyrantsStill in command"Salt fare, North Sea"Fish & Chip supper Battered, no bonesHung, drawn and quotedAnd drifting aloneOne thousand lashesFor the Age of ReasonSalt for your woundsWhen the codжЉЇ in season"Salt fare, North sea"We reach the horizonAnd sail over the edgeDrunk on our memoriesMore sober than a judgeIжЉ¦ wasting time That I canжЉ° afford - I know IжЉЋ die on the gallowsBefore IжЉЋ die of being bored"Salt fare, North Sea"