Текст песни Radiohead - Phillipa Chicken
Radiohead - Phillipa Chicken слова песни
I got wings, I got arms, I got shrinksI got bombs, I got guns, I got brainsSo there`s no point in your warbirdShe`s no point in denyingI got guns, I got bombs, I got brainsAnd I won`t fall for youAnd I won`t fall for youTake me up to a warmer placeI got eggs, I got feathers, I got brainsAnd there`s no point in your warbirdShe`s no point in denyingI got guns, I got bombs, I got brainsAnd I won`t fall for youAnd I won`t fall for youFor you, for youOr youI got brains, I got feathers, I got handsI got friends, I got ammo, I got plansSo there`s no point in your warbirdShe`s no point in denyingI got guns, I got arms, I got plansAnd I won`t fall for youAnd I won`t fall for youAnd I won`t fall for youAnd I won`t fly for you