Текст песни The Beautiful South - Rotterdam
The Beautiful South - Rotterdam слова песни
And the woman tug their hairLike they`re trying to prove it won`t fall outAnd all the men are gargoylesDipped long in Irish stoutThe whole place is pickledThe people are pickles for sureAnd no-one knows if they`ve done more hereThan they ever would do in a jarThis could beRotterdam or anywhereLiverpool or Rome`Cause Rotterdam is anywhereAnywhere aloneAnywhere aloneAnd everyone is blondeAnd everyone is beautifuland when blonde and beautiful are multiplethey become so dull and dutifulAnd when faced with dull and dutifulThey fire red warning flaresBattle-Khaki personalityWith red underwearThis could beRotterdam or anywhereLiverpool or Rome`Cause Rotterdam is anywhereAnywhere aloneAnywhere aloneThe whole place is pickledThe people are pickles for sureAnd no-one knows if they`ve done more hereThan they ever would do in a jarThis could beRotterdam or anywhereLiverpool or Rome`Cause Rotterdam is anywhereAnywhere aloneThis could beRotterdam or anywhereLiverpool or Rome`Cause Rotterdam is anywhereAnywhere alone