Текст песни Odds - King Of The Heap
Odds - King Of The Heap слова песни
There was breadNow it`s crumbsInside each headThere`s a piece that`s small and dumbWhen something`s big and beautiful give it timeI`ll make it small and dirtyJust to make it mineCHORUSI`ll make it mineI`ll be king of the heapI`ll maake it mineI`ll be king of the heapThere were peopleNow they`re murkGold dust in mud andNow all our play is workAggression is on every lip like stones on violinsLosing is the end resultOf far too many winsCHORUSTurn the wheel and breathe the blackened skyHollow out and suck the marrow dryNow it`s goneHey them there hillsWill soon be holesI will wear them down with files of gain and greed and goalsUnder grass and rocks and dirtIt`s warm inside the earthThat is where I7m goingI`m gonna pack it in my purseCHORUSIt`s bulldozing timeWhile you`re asleepI`ll make it mineI`ll be king of the heapTurn the wheelTurn the wheelBreathe the blackened skyTurn the wheelTurn it, turn the wheel------------------------------------------------------------------