Текст песни New Pornographers, The - Letter From An Occupant
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I`m told the eventual downfallIs just a bill from the restaurantYou told me I could order the moon, babe Just as long as as I shoot what I want.What the last ten minutes have taught meBet the hand that your money`s onWhere the hell have the 70`s brought meYou traded me away long goneFor the love of a god, you sayNot a letter from an occupantThe time that your enemy gives youGood times are not the ones you wantI`ve cried five rivers on the way hereWhich one will you stay away on?The tune you`ll be humming foreverAll the words are replaced and wrongWith a shower of "Yes" and "Whatever"sYou traded me away long goneFor the love of a god, you sayNot a letter from an occupantWhere have all sensations gone?Where have all sensations gone?Where have all sensations gone?Where have all sensations gone?For the love of a god, you sayNot a letter from an occupantFor the love of a god, you sayNot a letter from an occupantFor the love of a god, you sayNot a letter from an occupantThe songThe songThe song has shaken meThe songThe songThe song has shaken meThe songThe songThe song has shaken meThe songThe songThe song has shaken meFor the love of a god, you sayNot a letter from an occupantFor the love of a god, you sayNot a letter from an occupant