Текст песни John Cale - The Sleeper
John Cale - The Sleeper слова песни
Your mailbox is always emptyAnd your landlord always complainsAnd you try to forget your pastBut its just adding to your painAnd its time for one more cigaretteYes, I slept on your satin pillowsThey felt like a second skinYou neednt have looked so helpless thereI was the moth stuck on your pinSleeping, I am the sleeperSleeping, I am the sleeperOh it used to feel so rightEverything seemed newI havent changedIt isnt me thats whats wrong with youSleeping, I am the sleeperThe sun came up and youd come backThe door was open wideI should have slammed it in your faceI should have shot you in the backThats what jesus would have doneIf satan had comeAnd looked him in the eye and said"youre my kind of guy, why dont you come away with me? Come away with me"Cause I love you, I love ya, I love ya - thats what she saidI love ya, love yaId rather speak to satan himselfI love you, I love you, I love youI love you, Im the sleeper