Текст песни John Cale - Ghost Story
John Cale - Ghost Story слова песни
It was seven oclock in the morningToo late to handle the dayAt home it was only two thirtyThe skin on my wrists turning greyStood up, wished us good luckHe changed his attitudes twiceThe box in the corner shivered in fearHe was tired and hungry for days.The next year she bought a new stomachFrom liverpool made in detroitConstantly passing old matchesSome sentries and millionairesWho did? gallagher didThe same old thing every timeGave up, more empty cupsThey were tired and hungry for nights.It made life a littl e easierTo have holland on the runIt didnt take that long to forget herMy old man and his gunRushed out, lions aboutWasting away on adviceA hundred and three, 400 or moreItll haunt you for the rest of your life