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Текст (слова) песни: John Prine - Onomatopoeia



Forty-five minutes

Forty-five cents

Sixty-five agents sitting on a fence

Singing, hey brother

Look what we got for you

Were gonna rope off an area

And put on a show

From the canadian border

Down to mexico

It might be the most

Potentially gross

Thing that we could possibly do

Yeah, little buddy gonna get your chance

Make them pubescents all wet their pants

Well record it live

And thats no jive.

Hold it! stop it! no! no! no! no!

Bang! went the pistol.

Crash! went the window.

Ouch! went the son of a gun.

Onomatopoeia

I dont wanna see ya

Speaking in a foreign tongue.

Knock! knock! hello!

Can I come in?

Gee, that was a wonderful show!

Oh, you havent gone on yet?

Well, how was I supposed to know?

Hey! we got a great date

Its really downtown

Were gonna get the grand canyon

To do the sound

Its a boxing ring

But it might be the thing

To really put you in the dough

Listen little brother, dont ya get us wrong

Why we even know the words to your song

Just say I do

And well lay it on you

You! you! and me! me! me!

Bang! went the pistol

Crash! went the window

Ouch! went the son of a gun

Onomatopoeia

I dont want to see ya

Speaking in a foreign tongue.

 

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