Текст песни George Harrison - P2 Vatican Blues (Last Saturday Night)
George Harrison - P2 Vatican Blues (Last Saturday Night) слова песни
Gazed at the ceiling from belowA splendid MichelangeloFilled my heart with delightLast Saturday nightArrived believing from homeClimbed every step inside St. Peter`s DomeClaustrophobic and ex-CatholicLast Saturday nightNow how come nobody really noticedPuff of white smoke knocked me outThe truth is hiding, lurking, bankingThings they do at nightIt`s quite suspicious to say the leastEven mentioned it to my local priestOne Our Father, three Hail MarysEach Saturday NightI wish somebody would tell meThat it`s only a showI`ll confess, own up, let`s face itIn my concrete tuxedoIt`s quite suspicious to say the leastWhile mentioning it to my priestOne Our Father, three Hail MarysEach Saturday nightOne Our Father three Hail MarysEach Saturday nightOne Our Father three Hail MarysEach Saturday night