Текст песни John Cale - Wilson Joliet, слова песни John Cale

Текст песни John Cale - Wilson Joliet

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She was so afraid of everything she saidSince her mother told her why once upon a timeThere was no rhymeBefore the clock slammed another doorOf the weary hours we were facing a second hand shylockShylocked in, in on usI saw what it had takenPlaying back that old brigade of mineEverything was dirty, everything was without rhymeEverything was dirty, everything was without rhymeCause me and nigger marchedYes, me and nigger blasted our way outOf here just like yesterdayYesterdays streets were burnt down into shellsMothers weep while children sleepLike ancestors in the groundThe misery of nuns lie together like sonsWho do not have the taste for the battleWe are shuffled like a pack of cards in the dead of nightLike lovers below bataan, below the sensesCause the senses smell of tearsWhile we and nigger marchedBlasted our way out of hereClose the door and lets have some private life

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