Текст песни Steve Winwood - Shootout at The Fantasy Factory
Steve Winwood - Shootout at The Fantasy Factory слова песни
You rise upon a black day, coming from a mile awayAnd every time I hear you say, that I dont have to be this wayYou sneak upon a mean moon, that casts its shadow too soonWhen the spell is in tune, your shadow slips awayGood man gets the good wife, while bad boys cleaning up his knifeAnd all I got is trouble and strife to help me on my wayYoure running round to nowhere, someone said it might be thereBut Im telling you beware, the hand that fights youll feedInvestigating downtown, sergeant gruesome got shot downNational guard came all around, but couldnt find his kneesMickey mouse was all put out, donald duck began to shoutRumors that were put about, said they would get theirs next