Текст песни Roger Waters - Too Much Rope
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When the sleigh is heavyAnd the timber wolves are getting boldYou look at you companionsAnd test the water of their friendshipWith your toeThey significantly edgeCloser to the goldEach man has his price BobAnd yours was pretty lowHistory is short, the sun is just a minor starThe poor man sells his kidneysIn some colonial bazaarCe sera seraIs that your new Ferrari carNice, but I think I`ll wait for the F50You don`t have to be a JewTo disapprove of murderTears burn my eyesMoslem or Christian Mullah or PopePreacher or poet who was it wroteGive any one species too much ropeAnd they`ll fuck it upAnd last night on TVA Vietnam vetTakes his beard and his painAnd his alienation twenty yearsBack to Asia againSees the monsters they madeIn formaldehyde floating `roundMeets a gook on a bikeA good little tykeWith the same soldier`s eyesTears burn my eyesWhat does it meanThis tearjerking sceneBeamed into my homeThat it moves me so muchWhy all the fussIt`s only two humans beingIt`s only two humans beingTears burn my eyesWhat does it meanThis tender TVThis tearjerking sceneBeamed into my homeYou don`t have to be a JewTo disapprove of murderTears burn in our eyesMoslem or Christian Mullah or PopePreacher or poet who was it wroteGive any one species too much ropeAnd they`ll fuck it up