Текст песни church - Grind
church - Grind слова песни
The whine in your hand is worth two at the barAnd everybody knows what you`ve been drinkingDisgraceful sky flecked with a nightmare of starsAnd everybody knows how you`ve been synchingLong distance century buzzes and fadesI wonder why you`ve not resignedPreviews processions and paradesYou`ve got to grind, grind it outLine up the arrows, push off the topThis can cause sustain foreverAnd once it`s started up, it cannot be stoppedAt least it`s holding us togetherLong distance century buzzes and fadesAn automatic charge on your mindThe glittering minutes, jangled decadesWe`ve got to grind, grind it outA vortex appears, unleashed by the crashA moment marred by hesitationBedazzled surgeon chases the gashBut we don`t need that operationLong distance century buzzes and fadesElysian Fields not far behindFind me a witness amongst these shadesThey`ve got to grind, grind it outLong distance century buzzes and fadesI hope the deaf can lead the blindLift me up into those whirling bladesI`ve got to grind, grind it out