Текст песни The Go-Betweens - The Wrong Road
The Go-Betweens - The Wrong Road слова песни
A trader in furs living in exileBoy what a kookLook at that passportStale bread and paper without privilegeIf you live here learn the languageWhen the rain hit the roofWith the sound of a finished kissLike when a lip lifts from a lipI took the Wrong Road roundA room in a lighthouseNear the parkThe ghosts in the next room hear you coughTime drags on Sundays spent in MayfairWith all your riches, why aren`t you there?The wind acts like a magnetAnd pulls the leaf from the treeAnd the town`s lost its breathI took the Wrong Road roundHandsome is good, pretty is betterWhat was that phraseGrace under pressure?Blind by the light bulbBlood to the bankLost all yours letters when the ship sankIn the disjointed breaking lightThe soft blue approach of the waterMakes a sound you won`t forgetI took the Wrong Road roundStranded at low-tide where the river bendsWouldn`t you know it, that`s how life endsLucky at cards, that`s an old lieLucky in love, that`s how life endsWell the turncoats turned aroundWhen they heard the sound of the bellDropped their coins into the wellI took the Wrong Road roundStarted out Oliver, ended up FaginDon`t you worry, it`s my problemWhat`s my name, what`s my number?I`m the lonely oneIt`s just at the end of the dayWhen the light makes its slow move awayThat I know all I can say isI took the Wrong Road roundGambled with riskPaid you back with riskSo now you know who your friends areThey`ll steel your shadow when your back`s turnedBouquets of flowersLesson`s overWhen the rain hit the roofWith the sound of a finished kissLike when a lip lifts from a lipI took the Wrong Road round