Текст песни jefferson airplane - A Song for All Seasons
jefferson airplane - A Song for All Seasons слова песни
Well the word was out on the street todayAll the friends that Id met would have to sayWhile your records line the shelvesYoure fighting amongst yourselvesThats a hell of a lot of dues for you to payWell the word my friend you know is on the streetIts on the lips of everyone I meetWhile youre climbin up the chartYour band just fell apartI guess your life just aint really that completeYou know your car with which I was impressedWell I hear that its gonna be repossessedWell I thought you had it madeBut you aint even paidFor the things that youve boughtSince the acid testI hear you manager skipped town with all your payAnd your lead singers bulge turns the censors greyWall thats really a doggone shameBut whos there left to blameAnd all you ever really wanted was just to playThey say your drummer hes crazy as a loonLast night they found him baying at the moonAs as for your lead guitarHe just cracked up his carBut he should be out of traction very soonWell my friend its time for me to goI just cant be late for my evening showYou see Ive written this tuneAnd I hope that very soonIll be heard on top 40 radio