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Текст песни mott the hoople - The Moon Upstairs

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(ian hunter/mick ralphs)Well my brother he was a drinking manAnd I asked him for releaseHe said this wont do you no goodAnd sent for the policeWell they busted me for nothingCos they said I was insaneSo they let my body goBut they locked away my brainWell I wandered freely as a bird that had broken both its wingsAnd I hated them and they hated me and I hated everthingAnd I realise that to survive well my body is not mineAnd I feel neglected feel rejectedLiving in the wrong timeAnd to those of you who always laughLet this be your epitaphAnd my head is down and Im called a clown by comedians that graceThe living stage of every page of worthless meaningless spaceBut I swear to you before were though youre gonna feel our every blowWe aint bleeding you were feeding you but youre too f*cking slowAnd to those of you who always laughLet this be your epitaph

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