Текст песни VIOLENT FEMMES - New Times
VIOLENT FEMMES - New Times слова песни
Текст песни VIOLENT FEMMES - New Times
New Times. New Times. New Times.Good morning. Good morning. Good morning.I'm the guard. At one timeThis was rather pleasantThe poets they still had to museOver the classicism of clean shoesBut who today still knows a button stick( )Well, that's the new timesThat's the new timesThat's the new timesThe girls would lie down before usFirst one went dancing, then behind the bushesToday you have to run through twenty placesGet drunk on saccharin and methylAnd then you still don't get them that farWell, that's the new timesThat's the new timesThat's the new timesNow take it easy there in the early morningWho arrives but the brethren from the pressIf somewhere there lies a cadaverOr something is foul in the stateYou can be sure that a writer is not far behind