Текст песни John Hiatt - The Wreck of The Barbie Ferrari
John Hiatt - The Wreck of The Barbie Ferrari слова песни
Saturday night he comes home stinkingSunday morning she wakes up thinking and thinking and thinking and thinkingDoes she need to get the kids dressed to go to churchHes pulled a shotgun out of the lurchHe heads for the tv room starts to searchHis problems swollen like a river and his realitys shrinkingHe finds them huddled by the toy box and splatters em allThe ken and the midge and the skipper dollThey look like a family but theyre really not at allWell hes sad but he aint sorryIt aint the end of the worldIts just the wreck of the barbie ferrariHe wonders if he ever said I doTo that little blonde plastic voodooAnd his minds gone fishinWell it started just as plain as the nose on your faceNow its in a thousand peices all over the placeHe thought she was driving but its twisted beyond recognitionAll the diapers and the tutus and the basketballsShe was givin them a lift to the promised mallBut somewhere by the tv that v-12 stalledAs he loaded the chamber her eyes got starryIt aint the end of the worldIts just wreck of the barbie ferrariWhen they get home from church wont they be sorryHes cornered em all on his urban safariIt aint the end of the world...Hes played with cars and guns since he could crawlNow he wishes hed never met that doll with her face goneThere wasnt nothing he ever thought aboutHe couldnt drive through or shoot his way outAs he surveys the family room littered with dollsHe cant find one leg to stand onHe aims the gun at his head now hes starting to cryLooking for the courage to let it flyCant live without his family now that something has diedHes not sure whos hurt not sure whos sorryIt aint the end of the world...