Текст песни Spinal Tap - (track 13 Is Untitled)
Spinal Tap - (track 13 Is Untitled) слова песни
(Spoken)In a hospital bed on the outskirts of townLay an old gray man in a soiled white gown.His hair was all wispy, his eyes were a blank.His breath came in spurts from an oxygen tank.The nurse hovered near, and so did the Reaper.But which had the number to his private beeper?Shall he lie there forever with a tube up his noseAnd his peepee and poopoo slipping out through a hose?Or shall he be released to float towards the light?Like a wee, baby doveling or a really good kite.Let him go! Let him go!It`s too late for healing.Put an end to the painThat we know he is feeling.His life is his burdenHis death is his right.Let`s send him off gentlyInto that good night.(Spoken)Goodnight.