Текст песни John Mellencamp - Fruit Trader
John Mellencamp - Fruit Trader слова песни
Cain told Abel, "Brother, you`d better get busyWe got watermelon burnin` up out there in the sun"Abel said, "Cain, brother, you`re drivin` me sillyRaisin` up this fruit trader bull, you know it ain`t no fun"We`re just yellin` in the darkWe`re just pissin` in the windFrom underneath the sheets that we pray fromBetter let a little bit of this goodness get inSo Cain rose up and he slay his brotherThe human soul and violence sometimes can be the next of kinAnd feelings are real in moments of desperationWhen the lowest dimension of the animal is let inWe`re just yellin` in the darkWe`re just pissin` in the windFrom underneath the sheets that we pray fromBetter let a little bit of this goodness get inAin`t got no purpose, ain`t got no direction, I ain`t got no moralsAin`t got no politics, ain`t got no particular point of viewWhat I`ve got is plenty of time on my hands, Ol` Skinny`s playgroundHey, Lord, tell me again, what you want me to do?We`re just yellin` in the darkWe`re just pissin` in the windFrom underneath the sheets that we pray fromBetter let a little bit of this beautyBetter let a little bit of this goodness get in