Текст песни John Wesley Harding - The World (And All Its Problems)
John Wesley Harding - The World (And All Its Problems) слова песни
I was holding up a cigarette and trying to find my mouthTyring hard to look so cool like any other ticket toutPeople sipping on each other`s blood, they`re all out for the countTalking turkey all around me, what are they all on about?It`s the world and all its problemsThe world and all its problemsThe world and all its problemsI`m walking out it`s past midnight, so I stay in the lightPlease stop breathing on my shoulder, he`s just trying to start a fightHe says "What was that you called me?" And something says I mightJust try to reason with him, where`s the beaten track tonight?(Chorus)Jesus Gandhi`s on a limb out where good guys don`t goTelling all these parables that everybody knowsAnd no-one wants to hear them cos he tells them all so slowYou can catch him on the news when he becomes a superhero(Chorus)I`m sitting on your sofaThinking about how things rhymeHow I wish you`d plug the dansette inAnd turn it up just one more timeOne more timeEverybody wants all the truth but it`s easier to lieMe I love this girl called Ruth, we had to say goodbyeI loved her so much sometimes that it made me wanna dieAnd I`d hate her so much sometimes and we knew the reason why(Chorus)