Текст песни Manic Street Preachers - Small Black Flowers That Grow In The Sky, слова песни Manic Street Preachers

Текст песни Manic Street Preachers - Small Black Flowers That Grow In The Sky

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(Music: James Dean Bradfield/Sean Moore/Nicky Wire; Lyrics: Richey James)You have your very own numberThey dress your cage in its natureOnce you roared now you just grunt lamePace around pathetic pound gamesWanna get out won`t miss you sensaroundTo carry your own dead to swing your tyre tricksWanna get out here you`re bred dead quickFor the outside,The small black flowers that grow in the skyThey drag sticks along your wallsHarvest your ovaries dead mothers crawlHere comes warden, Christ, temple, elderEnvironment not yours you see through it allWanna get out won`t miss you sensaroundTo carry your own dead to swing your tyre tricksWanna get out here you`re bred dead quickFor the outside,The small black flowers that grow in the skyHere chewing your tail is joy(c) 1996 Sony Music Publishing Ltd.

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Small Black Flowers That Grow In The Sky

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