Текст песни Vic Chesnutt - Free Of Hope
Vic Chesnutt - Free Of Hope слова песни
bricks are dirty, lakes are deadthe family dog is madbaby brother`s science beakers are all brokennow the yard peacocks are all sadboard games are boringmay they rot on the shelfbig brother`s at Columbia Universityquote unquote he`s tanning beaver peltssubtle as a billboard oh so refinedsmoking through my chimneyburning up this life of mindfree of hope, free of the pastthank you God of nothingI`m free at lastfree of hope, free of the pastthank you God of nothingI`m free at lastI`m free at last ...a chip on the shoulder usually meansthere`s wood up abovebut no many at this shiny oblong tableis very, very fibrouspicnic demographicsI`m scorched and cornfedleaning on the banisterI know it`s just another 20, 20 years of sweatmaking up his milkdud mindgnawing on a Charleston Chewooh, look inside his hothouse eyessee his budding youthfree of hope, free of the pastthank you God of nothingI`m free at lastfree of hope, free of the pastthank you God of nothingI`m free at lastI`m free at last ...