Текст песни The Style Council - Man Of Great Promise
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I bought the paper yesterday and I saw the obituaryAnd I read of how you died in pain -Well I just couldn`t understand itIf I could of changed that, then Lord knows I`d do it nowBut there is no going back -And what`s done is done forever But you were always chained and shackled by the dirt -Of every small town institution and every big town flirtAnd I think of what you might have been,a man of such great promiseOh but, you seem to forget the dream -And the more you saw you hatedBut let`s not talk of blame, for what is only naturalLike a moth going to a flame -You had a dangerous passionBut you were always chained and shackled by the dirt -Of every small town institution and every big town flirtAll the things that you might have been - but who am I to say?Still I wonder -If it`s the cold earth you prefer to lay -If it`s the cold earth - you prefer to stay