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 griersons 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 were left with is the black, black oil

With a sense of pride and identity

The waters left behind we shouldnt forget

Laid low in the books of history

I saw the starlings wheel round georgian spires

Theyre 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 were 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 were 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 were 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 hed fall

Carrying a heavy load

And all were 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 youll never know

Youll never know

I see myself forced in servant exile

Turning around at anothers 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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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 griersons 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 were left with is the black, black oil With a sense of pride and identity The waters left behind we shouldnt forget Laid low in the books of history I saw the starlings wheel round georgian spires Theyre 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 were 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 were 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 were 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 hed fall Carrying a heavy load And all were 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 youll never know Youll never know I see myself forced in servant exile Turning around at anothers 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/105/1/11307.html Все тексты песен: Fish » Fish - Shadows on The Barley » Fish - Freaks » Fish - Another Murder of a Day » Fish - Lucky » Fish - Charting The Single » Fish - Credo » Fish - She Chameleon » Fish - Apeman » Fish - The Web » Fish - Carnival Man » Fish - No Dummy » Fish - Vigil in a Wilderness of Mirrors » Fish - Going Under » Fish - Blind Curve » Fish - The Company » Fish - Pseudo Silk Kimono » Fish - The Voyeur (i Like To Watch) » Fish - TicTacToe » Fish - Warm Wet Circles » Fish - Emperor`s Song Рекомендуем скачать: » Яков Коган - Песня о песне » Яков Кофман - (Из цикла Анекдоты) » Ярослав Юдин - Как молоды они » Яков Коган - До свидания, девочка из детства... » Яков Коган - Бакинский трамвай » Янка Дягилева - Болит голова » Яков Кофман - (Из цикла Анекдоты) » Яков Кофман - (Из цикла Анекдоты) » Ярослав Илларионов (Фабрика звезд-4) - Корабли » Яна Симон - Отворотная » Яна Симон - Игорю Качуре » Яков Кофман - (Из цикла Анекдоты) » Яков Кофман - Пятый пункт » Яков Кофман - (Из цикла Анекдоты) » Ялла - Учкудук » Яков Кофман - Абитуриент-93 (монологи вслух и про себя) » Яков Коган - Джон Ячменное зерно » Яков Коган - Другу » Янка Дягилева - Прощание » Яков Кофман - От звонка до звонка
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