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Текст (слова) песни: Frank Black - Parry the Wind High, Low

And if a ship meets your car
You know you can`t go real far
Well they could treat you real nice
Or put a tracking device
Way down inside

I`m checking out inventions
at the UFO convention tonight
Planes above the Hilton make it sunny
Brought my money tonight
Blue blond ladies of abduction
strumming guitars of instruction tonight
A lot of wannabe truckers
Making eyes with starfuckers tonight

I`ve got my hands on some sights
Electric glasses with lights
They got me feeling deluxe
For just a couple of bucks
Way down insideI`m getting patterns from a trekker
And it sounds like soul records to me
They`re waving hi from some gazebo
Waving on to Arecibo to me
I`m getting patterns from a trekker
And it sounds like soul records to me
I`m getting patterns from a trekker
And it sounds like Desmond Dekker to me

Sleep machine
In your silo
Transmarine
Things you`ve never seen

Parry the wind high, low

 

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