Текст песни Spirit Of The West - Death Of The Party
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(Kelly/Mann)I offered up a weak embrace`Till her song began to thinSlowing to a trickle down her chinEvery head is cocked and stillHer troubles have gone on displayWe knew her well before she lost her wayShould she drink on that prescription?Mental`s not an apt descriptionBut even brilliance has it`s placeWhen genius wears a twisted faceHow`d she get so way-out there?She`s given us such a frightI don`t think she`ll be coming back tonightHearing voices from the other sideIn the darkness they keep her upTrying to push her ball out of the cupShould she drink on that prescription?Mental`s not an apt descriptionBut even brilliance has it`s placeWhen genius wears a twisted faceWhen genius wears a twisted facePull back the revelrySend in the cavalryThe wagons formed a circle leaving her outside with meTo shiver, shake & freezeAnd when she`s doneGo find the phoneAnd make sure that her Mother`s homeAnd then we`ll need a volunteerTo get her there`Cause she`s not all here