Текст песни John Cale - Paris 1919, слова песни John Cale

Текст песни John Cale - Paris 1919

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She makes me so unsure of myselfStanding there but never talking senseJust a visitor you seeSo much wanting to be seenShed open up the door and vaguely carry us awayIts the customary thing to say or doTo a disappointed proud man in his griefAnd on fridays shed be thereAnd on wednesday not at allJust casually appearing from the clock across the hallYoure a ghost la la laYoure a ghostIm in the church and Ive comeTo claim you with my iron drumLa la laThe continents just fallen in disgraceWilliam william william rogers put it in its placeBlood and tears from old japanCaravans and lots of jam and maids of honorSinging crying singing tediously(les tuilleries -- instruments sans voix)Efficiency efficiency they sayGet to know the date and tell the time of dayAs the crowds begin complainingHow the beaujolais is rainingDown on darkened meetings on champs elysee

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Paris 1919

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