Текст песни Gary Numan - Dark Sunday
Gary Numan - Dark Sunday слова песни
You`re like poisonYou smile at meTalk of love.`He` will forgive meIf I confess.Your dark SundayYou lied to meAnd so IReplaced GodWith a picture of my car.I don`t like thisI don`t like this.I`m on the E kickSo heaven`s in my headI`m in OutlandShame on me.I want picturesPeople come, people goD`you think GodWill forgive me soon?You won`t like thisYou won`t like this.Rip it upRip it into piecesRip it upRip it for good.Touch me, touch me.He won`t like thisHe won`t like this`He` won`t touch meI can`t dance and I can`t singI`m not stone shapeBut time runs out.I don`t like thisAll I see is cold and hardAll I can do nowIs break `the word`I don`t like thisI don`t like this.`He` will love me?Well thank himFor nothing.I need that likeI need a disease.So pray for me.I don`t mindI don`t care.I`ve found loveIt`s an American machine.I don`t like thisI don`t like this.