Текст песни Smiths, The - Pretty Girls Make Graves (Tate), слова песни Smiths, The

Текст песни Smiths, The - Pretty Girls Make Graves (Tate)

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Upon the sand, upon the bay
"There is a quick and easy way" you say
Before you illustrate
I`d rather state :
"I`m not the man you think I am
I`m not the man you think I am"

And Sorrow`s native son
He will not smile for anyone

And Pretty Girls Make Graves
Oh ...

End of the pier, end of the bay
You tug my arm, and say : "Give in to lust,
Give up to lust, oh heaven knows we`ll
Soon be dust ... "

Oh, I`m not the man you think I am
I`m not the man you think I am

And Sorrow`s native son
He will not rise for anyone

And Pretty Girls Make Graves
Oh really ?
Oh ...

I could have been wild and I could have
Been free
But Nature played this trick on me

She wants it Now
And she will not wait
But she`s too rough
And I`m too delicate

Then, on the sand
Another man, he takes her hand
A smile lights up her face
(and well, it would)

I lost my faith in Womanhood
I lost my faith in Womanhood
I lost my faith ...
Oh ...

Hand in glove ...
The sun shines out of our behinds ...
Oh ...

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Pretty Girls Make Graves (Tate)

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