Текст песни Marianne Faithfull - Something Better
Marianne Faithfull - Something Better слова песни
He walks along singing his fairy songPicking up magic that grows at his feet.She says the same her peculiar wayDreaming good fortune on everyones street.Say, hey, have you heard, blue whiskeys the rage,Ill send you a jug in the morning.It is absurd to live in a cage,You know theres got to be something better.As they go by, dont look with eagles eyesSmile on your jailers until they grow weak.Nothing can compare to something thats almost thereTo tear up the madness that all of us seek.Say, hey, have you heard, blue whiskeys the rage,Ill send you a jug in the morning.It is absurd to live in a cage,You know theres got to be something better.