Текст песни John Cale - Dying on The Vine
John Cale - Dying on The Vine слова песни
Ive been chasing ghosts and I dont like itI wish someone would show me where to draw the lineId lay down my sword if you would take itAnd tell everyone back home Im doing fineI was with you down in acapulcoTrading clothing for some wineSmelling like an old adobe womanOr a william burroughs playing for lost timeI was thinking about my motherI was thinking about whats mineI was living my life like a hollywoodBut I was dying on the vineWho could sleep through all that noisy chatterThe troops, the celebrations in the sunThe authorities say my papers are all in orderAnd if I wasnt such a coward I would runIll see you me when all the shootings overMeet me on the other side of townYes, you can bring all your friends along for protectionIts always nice to have them hanging aroundI was thinking about my motherI was thinking about whats mineI was living my life like a hollywoodBut I was dying, dying on the vine