Текст песни Fall, The - M5#1, слова песни Fall, The

Текст песни Fall, The - M5#1

Fall, The - M5#1 слова песни

You`ll never see me trying to raise Cain
You`ll never see me wear a suit of green
There`s a slip-road up right ahead
leading to the agragarian
But I`m city born and bred
Too many car-fumes in my head
Just a well-read punk peasant.

But you`d think a country man would understand
the devil makes work for idle hands.
M5 6-7 pm

And the man who pretends he knows it all
is destined to a Mighty Fall.
Gets into your house with cheer,
then proceeds to take all you`ve got to offer.
This is not an autobahn
It`s an evil roundabout
That leads to the Haywain
And you`ll never see good trains again.

In late 60s, my daddy said to me,
you`ll never see trams and clogs again.
Now they roam the city.

Can these people not understand
The devil makes work for idle hands
M5 6-7 pm
The devil makes work for idle hands.

M5 to the country straight ahead
It`s stuffed to the gills with crusty brown bread
Can they not understand
there`s nothing worse than a bored man?

M5, 6-7 PM

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