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Who, The

Guitar And Pen

  rocknroll  classicmetal
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Текст песни Who, The - Guitar And Pen

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Текст песни Who, The - Guitar And Pen




You're alone above the street somewhereWondering how you'll ever count out thereYou can walk, you can talk, you can fightBut inside you've got something to writeIn your hand you hold your only friendNever spend your guitar or your penYour guitar or your pen( )Your guitar or your penYour guitar or your penYour guitar or your penWhen you take up a pencil and sharpen it upWhen you're kicking the fence and still nothing will budgeWhen the words are immobile until you sit downNever feel they're worth keeping, they're not easily foundThen you know in some strange, unexplainable wayYou must really have somethingJumping, thumping, fighting, hiding awayImportant to sayWhen you sing through the verse and you end in a screamAnd you swear and you curse 'cause the rhyming ain't cleanBut it suddenly comes after years of delayYou pick up your guitar, you can suddenly playWhen your fingers are bleeding and the knuckles are whiteThen you can be sure, you can open the doorGet off of the floor tonightYou have something to writeWhen you want to complain, there's no one can stop youBut when your music proclaims, there's no one can top youYou are wearing you heart on your jumping feetYou've got a head start away from the streetBut is that what you want, to be rich and be gone?Could be there's just one thing left in the endYour guitar and your penWhen you sing to your mum, and you hum and you croonAnd she says that she'd like it "with more of a tune"And you smash your guitar at the end of the bedThen you stick it together and start writing againAnd you know that it won't be too long 'til your backTo bring her some money, she's calling you "honey"Stashed in a bloody great sackIn your CadillacYou're aloneYou're aloneYou're alone above the street somewhereWondering how you'll ever count out thereYou can walk, you can talk, you can fightBut inside you've got something to writeIn your hand you hold your only friendNever spend your guitar or your penYour guitar or your penYour guitar or your penYour guitar or your penYour guitar or your penYour guitar or your penYour guitar or your penYour guitar or your penYour guitar or your penNever spend your guitar or your pen




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