Текст песни Picture House - Me Myself And You
Picture House - Me Myself And You слова песни
(Browne/Maitland)SometimesWhen I finally reach the end of the dayWhere I`ve been I couldn`t sayMeantimeI repeat myself in this familiar sceneLike a xerox machine spins aroundThey built it inSome days things can be perfectly clearAnd the next day hopelessly blurredIn the rear view mirror reflectsAll those things I left behindI`m a butcher I`m a bakerI`m a midnight undertakerBut there`s nothing else on earth I`d rather doMe myself and youMondayTurns to friday in the spin of a wheelAnd the price of my next mealMeantimeWhen the only one who`s making any senseIs the drunkard on the fenceBetween me and what`s real(Chorus)Someday soon we will all meet againIt`s impossible to think that we have somehow reached the endSo here`s to all our imaginary friendsThe butchers and the bakersAnd the stirrers and the shakersAnd the hookers and the takersAnd the addicts and the achersAnd the midnight undertakersAnd the rollercoaster fakersStill there`s nothing else on earth I`d rather doMe Myself and you