Текст песни Xtc - The Everyday Story of Smalltown
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Smalltown, snoring under blanketsWoken by the clankIts just the milkmans dawn roundSmalltown, hiding undercoversThe lodgers and the loversAre asleep round smalltownShiney grey black snake of bikesHe slithersBearing up the men and boysTo workWere standing in poplar linesMaking alarm clocks thatll wake our wives upDont ask us, we havent the timeWere racing the hooter thatll signal lifes upSmalltown, crouching in the valleyWoken by the sally armySunday marchroundSmalltown, coughing in the toiletWho on earth would spoil itWould they pull down smalltown? If its all the same to youMrs progressThink Ill drink my oxo upAnd get awayIts not that youre repulsive to seeIn your brand new catalogue nylon nightieYoure too fast for little old meNext youll be telling me its 1990I have lived here for a thousand years or maybe moreAnd Ive sheltered all the children who have fought the warsAnd as payment they make love in meIn squeaky bedsIn bicycle shedsInside of their headsAs singles and wedsAs tories and redsAnd thats how Im fedAnd thats how Im fedSmalltown, snoring under blanketsWoken by the clankIts just the milkmans dawn roundSmalltown, hiding undercoversThe lodgers and the loversAre asleep round smalltownSmalltown, crouching in the valleyWoken by the sally armySunday marchroundSmalltown, coughing in the toiletNow who on earth would spoil itWill you pull down smalltownSmalltownSmalltown