Текст песни Pink Floyd - Nobody Home, слова песни Pink Floyd

Текст песни Pink Floyd - Nobody Home

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Текст песни Pink Floyd - Nobody Home

I've got a little black book with my poems inGot a bag with toothbrush and a comb inWhen I'm a good dog they sometimes throw me a bone inI got elastic bands keeping my shoes onGot those swollen hand bluesI've got 13 channels of shit on the T.V. to choose fromI've got electric light( )And I've got second sightI've got amazing powers of observationAnd that is how I knowWhen I try to get throughOn the telephone to youThere'll be nobody homeI've got the obligatory Hendrix PermAnd the inevitable pinhole burnsAll down the front of my favourite satin shirtI've got nicotine stains on my fingersI've got a silver spoon on a chainGot a grand piano to prop up my mortal remains

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