Текст песни Elvenking - Penny Dreadful
Elvenking - Penny Dreadful слова песни
Forgive me if I`m out of order -This new `music` has no soulIt may be good for making money,Sadly that is not my goalIntegrity and honesty are words that you don`t understand,but you`re the best - it says so in the penny dreadful in your handI saw you in a magazine,They`re calling you messiahThey must be living in a dream -they couldn`t be more wrongIf we`d played this riff more punkThen maybe we`d have had a million sellerBut this piper`s tune is not for sale,I`m glad to say I`m not that kind of fellaD.J.s, V.J.s, pimps and trollops,Never mind music - this is bollocksI saw you in a magazine,They`re calling you messiahThey must be living in a dream -They couldn`t be more wrong.Turn on, tune up, cash in, sell outTurn on, tune up, cash in, sell outStand your ground behind the times -And refuse to follow fashionWrite your poetry with anger,And then sing it with a passionPainted faces in a circus - images that spring to mind,When I read my penny dreadful filled with pictures of your kindI saw you in a magazine,They`re calling you messiahThey must be living in a dream -They couldn`t be more wrongCommercial suicide`s appealing afterTen years on this losing streak`Cause I`d rather be called sour and bitterThan be deemed the flavour of the weakOf the weak, of the weakWeak of the weakI saw you in a magazine,They`re calling you messiahThey must be living in a dream -They couldn`t be more wrongExtra, extra, read all about it!I saw you in a magazine,They`re calling you messiahThey must be living in a dream -They couldn`t be more wrong