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Текст песни John Wesley Harding - Wooden Overcoat

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Theres a man in a pitch black hatAnd his underwears made of mudHe jumps like a pouncing catAnd he lands with a sickening thudHis head is surrounded by ravensThe plague has progressed to his heartBest that you meet him clean shavenCos his razor is not kept sharpAnd hes wearing a wooden overcoatHes known in the underworldHe lives in the undergrowthAnd hes knowingly undersoldThough hes never been under oathHis devils are arrayed in armiesAnd his angels will fix the fightHell shape you like origamiAnd throw you away at nightAnd hes wearing a wooden overcoatHis house is a damp museumAnd all of his servants wormsMating in mausoleumsLicking the floor for germsAnd his cabinets full of wondersTheres specimens everywhereHes negative six feet underAnd has to submerge for airAnd hes wearing a wooden overcoatDont ever act too humbleDont eat away thy heartHes tearing apart each dungeonHis tails an evil dartAnd hes wearing a wooden overcoat

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