Текст песни Frank Black - So Hard to Make Things Out
Frank Black - So Hard to Make Things Out слова песни
Im going out to big plainsTo see the spirits riseOut tonight to watch them do their thingIf youre coming out with big plansTo find some paradiseWell, theres nothing here to do but limboingAnd some went backThey couldnt face the blackAnd theyre going back today with their personal thingsI couldnt go backI didnt have the knackSo Ill be staying on with my personal thingsYeah, Ill be staying on with my personal thingsWell they call this a life I live on the ninety-sixth floorAnd they all it a life he lives thats they guy next doorLife on the mighty brick tiersI tried on the ninety-sixth floorMighty brick tiersNinety-sixth floorSomething had to giveWhy is it so hard to live? its just so hard to make things outWhy is it so hard to live? its just so hard to make things outWhy is it so hard to live? its just so hard to mkae things outWhy is it so hard to live? Well I have a suggestion as you bark your queryingWell there aint no congestion on a dark hyperionIn the night night night night nightIn the night night night night nightNo congestionDark hyperionWhy why why whyWell Ill tell you my philosophy things mustve been grandWay back in the old country in a younger landNow I can hardly wait yeahI can hardly wait to see them riseNow I can hardly wait yeah for it to materializeNow I can hardly wait yeahI can hardly wait yeahI can hardly wait to see them riseTheyre so hard to make outTheyre so hard to make out