Текст песни Paul Kelly and the Messengers - No You
Paul Kelly and the Messengers - No You слова песни
Paul Kelly (Mushroom Music)I woke up with all my clothes onCigarette smoke in my hairUnglued my eyes and saw a dirty roomSpilling ashtray by my bedEmpty bottle on the chairNo one else was thereI was ready in two minutes flatJust washed my face and combed my hairI had an eight-twenty-five train to catchI was out thereFlying thought the front doorThen I hit the air!No you! No you! No you! No you!No you, no you, no you!I was sucked into the subwayLike an ant into a holeI stood in the crowded carriageShoulder to shoulderThe wheels began to rollA tattoo in my soulI do not lack good companionsTo pick a man up when he`s downWe go to the track on SaturdaysSpread our money `roundI go up and downAnd every single sound saysNo you! No you! No you! No you!No you, no you, no you!