Текст песни Fall - Hard Life In The Country
Fall - Hard Life In The Country слова песни
It`s hard to live in the countryIn the present state of thingsYour body gets pulled right backYou get a terrible urge to drinkAt three a.m.The stick people recedeThe locals get up your noseAnd leather soles stick on cobble stonesIt`s hard to live in the countryIt has a delicate ringNymphette new romantics come over the hillIt gets a bit depressingPaper localDrunken scandalPublish your address as wellLocals surround where you dwellOld ladies confiscate your gate railingsFor government campaignsIts tough in home countryCouncils hold the ringD. Bowie look-alikesPermeate car parksGrab the churches while you canPort-a-loosYellow cabins by methodist doorsNew Jersey car parks permeated byD. Bowie [sound-alikes]It`s good to live in the countryYou can get down to real thinkingWalk around look at geometric traceryHedgehogs skirt around your leathered solesFall down drunk on the roadIt`s good to live in the countryLook at yourself as a manThe valley rings with ice-cream vansIt`s good to live in the countryLeather soles stick on precinct flagstonesSmall up town Americas like your outskirt townThe villagersAre surrounding the houseThe locals have come for the JewIt`s hard to live in the country