Текст (слова) песни: Fish - Exile on Princes Street

I saw a blue umbrella in Princes Street Garden
Heading out west for the Lothian Road
An evening news stuffed deep in the pocket
Little did I know that he had a heavy load

I found I was walking Grierson`s dockyards
Where the only thing working was the foreign film crews
Making an impressive documentary
For the news, for the news
To the satellite

And all we`re left with is the black, black oil
With a sense of pride and identity
The waters left behind we shouldn`t forget
Laid low in the books of history

I saw the starlings wheel round Georgian spires
They`re gathering on patrol in the skies
In the distance burns the flame of Grangemouth
And the dream is lost
Everything
What it could inspire
When we take, you know there is no distance
How we`re talked about in the secret affairs
Taking our ride into the distance
To be what it was or could have been
What I should have said

And all we`re left with is the black, black oil
With a strong sense of national pride
`Till we take some more steps to unity
Take it back to me
Take away
(?)

And all we`re left with is the black, black oil
With a strong sense of national pride
Calling the (ministry?) for identity
What it meant to me, what it said
What we could have had

I saw a blue umbrella in Princes Street Garden
Heading out west for the Lothian Road
An evening news stuck deep in the pocket
Little did I know that he`d fall
Carrying a heavy load

And all we`re left with is the black, black oil
With a strong sense of national pride
Calling a name in the sake of unity
What it meant to me you`ll never know
You`ll never know

I see myself forced in servant exile
Turning around at another`s command
All I want to see is identity
What I could have been
What I did
Could have been

Internal exile
Internal exile

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» Fish - Bitter Suite
» Fish - He Knows You Know
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» Fish - The Last Straw
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» Fish - No Dummy
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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Fish - Exile on Princes Street I saw a blue umbrella in Princes Street Garden Heading out west for the Lothian Road An evening news stuffed deep in the pocket Little did I know that he had a heavy load I found I was walking Grierson`s dockyards Where the only thing working was the foreign film crews Making an impressive documentary For the news, for the news To the satellite And all we`re left with is the black, black oil With a sense of pride and identity The waters left behind we shouldn`t forget Laid low in the books of history I saw the starlings wheel round Georgian spires They`re gathering on patrol in the skies In the distance burns the flame of Grangemouth And the dream is lost Everything What it could inspire When we take, you know there is no distance How we`re talked about in the secret affairs Taking our ride into the distance To be what it was or could have been What I should have said And all we`re left with is the black, black oil With a strong sense of national pride `Till we take some more steps to unity Take it back to me Take away (?) And all we`re left with is the black, black oil With a strong sense of national pride Calling the (ministry?) for identity What it meant to me, what it said What we could have had I saw a blue umbrella in Princes Street Garden Heading out west for the Lothian Road An evening news stuck deep in the pocket Little did I know that he`d fall Carrying a heavy load And all we`re left with is the black, black oil With a strong sense of national pride Calling a name in the sake of unity What it meant to me you`ll never know You`ll never know I see myself forced in servant exile Turning around at another`s command All I want to see is identity What I could have been What I did Could have been Internal exile Internal exile Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Exile on Princes Street: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/105/1/11240.html Все тексты песен: Fish » Fish - The Company » Fish - Heart of Lothian » Fish - Exile on Princes Street » Fish - Whiplash » Fish - Charting The Single » Fish - Bitter Suite » Fish - He Knows You Know » Fish - Hold your Head up » Fish - The Last Straw » Fish - Apeman » Fish - No Dummy » Fish - Hotel Hobbies » Fish - The Web » Fish - Lady Nina » Fish - Lavender » Fish - Rites of Passage » Fish - State Of Mind » Fish - Three Boats Down From The Candy » Fish - Boston Tea Party » Fish - Voice in The Crowd Рекомендуем скачать: » Ольга Арефьева (Ковчег) - Кампари » Олег Задорожный - Ни женщины, ни друга и ни пса... » Олег Медведев - Осень » Ольга Тишина - Ворон » Олег Литвиненко, Юрий Киселев - Прощай » Отпетые Мошенники - Му-му » Ольга Залесская - На радуге следы. Тепло идет домой... » Олег Щетников - Муза » Олег Газманов - Раненый зверь » Олег Газманов - Мы вместе » Ольга Арефьева - Скорее пой » Олег Митяев - На торговой площади » Ольга Арефьева - Танец с полотенцем » Ольга Левковская - Осеннее тепло » Олег Щетников - Синие птицы » Олег Шимуда - Осень » Олег Щетников - Тоска » Олег Газманов - Люси » Ольга Залесская - Орехи спят. Они не знают сами... » Олег Щетников - Тени
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