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Paul Weller

Woodcutters Son

  rock  singer-songwriter  mod  britpop  british
762 3 часа назад

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Sugartown has turned so sourIts people angry in their sleepTheres more small-town paranoiaSweeping down its evil sheets -You can tell its witching hourYou can feel the spirits riseWhen the room goes very quietAnd theres hatred in their eyes -You better give me the chanceIll cut you down with a glanceYeh, with my small axe - so help me,And tho Im only oneAnd tho weak Im strongAnd if it comes to the crunchThen Im the woodcutters sonAnd Im cutting down the wood for theGood of everyone!Theres a silence when I enterAnd a murmur when I leaveI can see their jealous facesI can feel the ice they breathe

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