Текст (слова) песни: Frank Zappa - Were Turning Again

Frank zappa (guitar, synclavier)

Steve vai (guitar)

Johnny "guitar" watson (guitar, vocals)

Ike willis (guitar, vocals)

Ray white (guitar, vocals)

Bobby martin (keyboards, vocals)

Tommy mars (keyboards)

Scott thunes (bass)

Chad wackerman (drums)

Ed mann (percussion)

Turn and turn

Turn and turn

Were turning again

Turn and turn

Turn and turn

Were turning again

They took a whole bunch of acid

So they could see where its at

(its over there, over there,

Over there, over there

And underneath also)

They lived on a whole bunch of nothing

They thought they looked very good

Theyd never ever worry

They were always in a hurry

To convince themselves that what they were

Was really very groovy

Yes, they believed in all the papers

And the magazines that defined their folklore

They could never laugh

At who or what they thought they were

Or even what they thought

They sorta oughta be

They were totally empty

(totally empty)

And their lives were really useless

So what the fuck?

They didnt have no sense of humor

Now they got nothing left

To laugh about

Including themselves

Turn and turn

Turn and turn

Were turning again

Turn and turn

Turn and turn

Were turning again

They were mellow

They were yellow

They were wearing smelly blankets

They looked like donovan fans

They walkin round

With stupid flowers

In they hair and everywhere

They tried to stuff em up the guns

Of all the cops

And other servants of the law

Who tried to push em around

And later moved em down

But they were full of all that shit

That they believed in

So what the fuck?

(what the fuck? )

Now Ive seen em tightenin up they headbands

On the weekend

And they get loaded

When they came to town

They walked around in greenwich village

To buy posters they could hang up

In them smelly little secret

Black light bedrooms

On long island

Singin: "jimi come back!"

Now come back and regulate the boys fuzz-tone

Your haze was so purple

It caused your axis to be bold as love

Now jimi (feed back) gimme some feedback

Come back and feed back on my knapsack

You can feed back the fuzz tone from your wah-wah

While you bend down

And set your stuff on fire

Turn and turn

Turn and turn

Were turning again

Turn and turn

Turn and turn

Were turning again

We can turn it around

We can do it again

We can go back in time

Through the canyons of your mind

On the eve of destruction

We can act like we are

Something really special

You just jump in the bath-tub

With that other guy jim

And make him be more careful

We can visit big mama

And wrap her on the back

When she eats her sandwich

(la la la la)

We can take care of janis

When she gets so depressed

She cant take it no more

We can laugh at keith moons jokes

(ha ha ha ha ha)

And the colour tv

(ha ha)

He threw out the windum

From the second floor

Everybody come back

No one can do it like you used to

If you listen to the radio

And what they play today

You can tell right away:

All those assholes really need you!

Turn and turn

Turn and turn

Were turning again

Turn and turn

Turn and turn

Were turning again

Turn and turn

Turn and turn

Were turning again

Turn and turn

Turn and turn

Were turning again

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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: Frank Zappa - Were Turning Again Frank zappa (guitar, synclavier) Steve vai (guitar) Johnny "guitar" watson (guitar, vocals) Ike willis (guitar, vocals) Ray white (guitar, vocals) Bobby martin (keyboards, vocals) Tommy mars (keyboards) Scott thunes (bass) Chad wackerman (drums) Ed mann (percussion) Turn and turn Turn and turn Were turning again Turn and turn Turn and turn Were turning again They took a whole bunch of acid So they could see where its at (its over there, over there, Over there, over there And underneath also) They lived on a whole bunch of nothing They thought they looked very good Theyd never ever worry They were always in a hurry To convince themselves that what they were Was really very groovy Yes, they believed in all the papers And the magazines that defined their folklore They could never laugh At who or what they thought they were Or even what they thought They sorta oughta be They were totally empty (totally empty) And their lives were really useless So what the fuck? They didnt have no sense of humor Now they got nothing left To laugh about Including themselves Turn and turn Turn and turn Were turning again Turn and turn Turn and turn Were turning again They were mellow They were yellow They were wearing smelly blankets They looked like donovan fans They walkin round With stupid flowers In they hair and everywhere They tried to stuff em up the guns Of all the cops And other servants of the law Who tried to push em around And later moved em down But they were full of all that shit That they believed in So what the fuck? (what the fuck? ) Now Ive seen em tightenin up they headbands On the weekend And they get loaded When they came to town They walked around in greenwich village To buy posters they could hang up In them smelly little secret Black light bedrooms On long island Singin: "jimi come back!" Now come back and regulate the boys fuzz-tone Your haze was so purple It caused your axis to be bold as love Now jimi (feed back) gimme some feedback Come back and feed back on my knapsack You can feed back the fuzz tone from your wah-wah While you bend down And set your stuff on fire Turn and turn Turn and turn Were turning again Turn and turn Turn and turn Were turning again We can turn it around We can do it again We can go back in time Through the canyons of your mind On the eve of destruction We can act like we are Something really special You just jump in the bath-tub With that other guy jim And make him be more careful We can visit big mama And wrap her on the back When she eats her sandwich (la la la la) We can take care of janis When she gets so depressed She cant take it no more We can laugh at keith moons jokes (ha ha ha ha ha) And the colour tv (ha ha) He threw out the windum From the second floor Everybody come back No one can do it like you used to If you listen to the radio And what they play today You can tell right away: All those assholes really need you! Turn and turn Turn and turn Were turning again Turn and turn Turn and turn Were turning again Turn and turn Turn and turn Were turning again Turn and turn Turn and turn Were turning again Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Were Turning Again: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/105/1/816.html Все тексты песен: Frank Zappa » Frank Zappa - If We`d All Been Living In California... » Frank Zappa - Suicide Chump » Frank Zappa - Youre Probably Wondering Why Im Here » Frank Zappa - Mother People » Frank Zappa - The Mammy Nuns » Frank Zappa - You Didn`t Try To Call Me » Frank Zappa - Harry, You`re A Beast » Frank Zappa - Strictly Genteel » Frank Zappa - America Drinks » Frank Zappa - Sam With The Showing Scalp Flat Top » Frank Zappa - Stink Foot » Frank Zappa - Library Card » Frank Zappa - Be in My Video » Frank Zappa - Hes So Gay » Frank Zappa - No Not Now » Frank Zappa - Tryin` To Grow A Chin » Frank Zappa - Wowie Zowie » Frank Zappa - Father O`Blivion » Frank Zappa - Very Distraughtening » Frank Zappa - Eddie, Are You Kidding? Рекомендуем скачать: » Булат Окуджава - Женщины-соседки, бросьте стирку и шитье... » Булат Окуджава, Виктор Берковский - Черешневый кларнет » Браво - Зимушка » Барбара - Любовь-река » Борис Браславский - А утром в белой пене простыней... » Борис Рубашкин - Чубчик » Б.Моисеев - Боря » Би-2 - К оружию » Борис Вайханский - Не сезон » Булат Окуджава - Сумерки, природа » Борис Вайханский - Песня любви » Борис Вайханский - Там, из окон раскрытых струится в траву... » Бочаров Владимир - ТЫ ПРОСТИ РОДНАЯ (Посвящение матери) » Булат Окуджава - Музыка (Стихи) » Блондинка Ксю - Баба крутого перца » Блестящие - Облака » Блестящие - Там, только там » Буланова Татьяна - Ангел мой » Борис Аникин - Частушки-каэспушки » Булат Окуджава - Мартовский снег
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