Текст песни The Fall - NO XMAS FOR JOHN QUAYS
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No Christmas for John QuaysCome on get a bit of fucking guts into itWhat what Well the powders reach youAnd the powders teach you But when you find they can`t reach youThere is no Christmas for junky He thinks he isMore interestingThan the world Ah but buying fags Puts him in a whirl I`ll have a packet of three-five fivesWill you fucking put the monitors on for Christ`s sake?I`ll have a packet of three-five fives I`ll have 20 of those over there I`ll have 20 No.6 for a headache And I`ve had enough right there, stop (Why is this)Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah He spits in the skyIt falls in his eyeAnd then he gets to sittingTalking to his kitten Talking about Frankie Lymon Tell me why is it so?Tell me why is it so? Why did the sky break today?Why did this happen today? He goes out of his face with the Idle RaceHe goes out of the room with this tune Although the skins are thinHe knows its up to him To go out or stay in I`ll stay inI`ll stay inHave a break YouMe X-MasX-Mas Well the powders reach youAnd the powders teach you But when you find they can`t reach youThere is no Christmas for junky There is no girls There is no curlsJust the traffic passing by Bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye Open the room, there`s a cloud of smoke Will you fucking get it together instead of showing off? Give me oneGive me B Give me threeGive me D No X-mas for John Quays