Текст песни They Might Be Giants - Cabbagetown
They Might Be Giants - Cabbagetown слова песни
I was laying on the porchAs the bus drove byJust talking to the dogAbout thinking to myselfThere are so many big ideasWe could talk aboutBut nothing that gets saidGets us out of CabbagetownOh, CabbagetownOh, CabbagetownI will leave and I`ll returnOh, CabbagetownI talked to my old grandadAs he fell into the seaHe said "Time and tide are one thingThat no one understandsI talked to my uncle JackAs he tried to talk to meWith a bottle in one handAnd another in the otherOh, CabbagetownOh, CabbagetownI will leave and I`ll returnOh, CabbagetownSONG: Siftin`Siftin`...Siftin`...Siftin`...Siftin`Siftin`...Siftin`...Siftin`...Siftin`