Текст песни Spin Doctors - Scotch and Water Blues
Spin Doctors - Scotch and Water Blues слова песни
I`ve held your hand and sunk your shipsAnd I can read our future in the whiskey on your lipsWatch this ice a-melting; cool glass magnify my palmsAnd from the church on Sunday evening comes the sifted sound of psalmsThings they go and then come around to stopsNow my babyжЉЇ just a breeze through the treetopsGlass in my hand, my back to the doorMy one consolation is I ainжЉ° your man anymoreThe DropOh, I worry just about the dropOh, I worry just about the drop`Cause it`s not the fall that kills you,But, the sudden stopMachiavelli on the doorThe shogun dropped his chopsticks in the bowlOh, you might be a pastor, but you never pay the tollI`m flippin` from left to rightOh, I`m flippin` like a moth tonightI could never ask your baby,I`ll wish for you tonightI`ll wish for youI worry just about the dropI worry about the drop`Cause it`s not the fall that kills you,It`s that sudden stopThat sudden stop, nowIs she alligatorYeah, she`s a crocodileShe got that ancient ?That`s just hanging out of her smileWhen she called you at the keyhole, brotherShe knew it all the whileOh, I worry just about the dropOh, I worry (I`m so worried, mama) about the drop`Cause it`s not the fall that kills you,But that sudden stop