Текст песни Elvis Costello - Big Sister
Elvis Costello - Big Sister слова песни
Sheep to the slaughterOh, this must be loveAll your sons and daughters in a strangle, all with a kid gloveEyes like saucers; oh, you think shes a dishShe is the blue chip that belongs to the big fishBig sister will be watching over youSister see, sister doShes got to save meShes got you playing russian rouletteSport of kings, the old queens heartThe prince of darkness stole some tartIts in the papers, its in the chartsIts in the stop press before it all startsWith a hammer and a slap n tickle in inquisitive garmentsWith all the style and [? ] purchase of armamentsCompassion went out of fashion, thats all your concernmentSweat it out for thirty seconds on all the prudenessBig sister will be watching over youSister see, sister doShes got to save meShes got you playing russian rouletteShes got to save meShes got you playing russian roulette