Текст песни The Alan Parson Project - The Three Of Me
The Alan Parson Project - The Three Of Me слова песни
[Pack/Powell]There`s a voice on the phoneWho just called in to say"Mr. Jones isn`t homeHe`ll be gone for the day"So he pulls down the blindTo adjust his disguiseBut it`s all in his mindWhich he proudly deniesI turn the boat back from the weirWhere to go from hereI can`t hide from each face I seeLooking out from behind them is meI`m attempting to guessWhat they meant when they said"Mr. Jones and his guestWon`t be using the bed"So if I take the rapWhile they stay out of sightI can spring from the trapWhen the timing is rightOne minute I think I know what I meanThe next I hear voices inside disagreeWhy are they laughing at me?So I pick up the phoneSomeone`s asking of meIs the real Mister JonesMister One, Two or Three?So I say that they`re notBut it`s not as I say`Cos they`re all that I`ve gotAnd I can`t get awayAs Alice waves us through the glassAre we home at lastFor tomorrow they`ll be here you seeLocked away safe inside there with me`Cos tomorrow they`ll be here you`ll seeLocked away safe inside they`re with meOne minute I think I know what I meanThe next I hear voices inside disagreeWhy are they laughing at me?