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|  | Текст (слова) песни: John Hiatt -  Falling Up
 Im gonna lower my standards and raise my price
 
 Im gonna take your lunch and your bad advice
 
 Until my worse idea gets the big reward
 
 Until I get out of this raggedy ford
 
 And into a shiny new two seater
 
 Dress my girlfriend up like a cheetah
 
 Im gonna sign my checks: yours sincerely
 
 For all the money that you hold dearly
 
 When my ego swells and my output dwindles
 
 You can tell the world that youve been swindled
 
 By the man who would have been so bitter
 
 Had he never reconsidered
 
 Falling up
 
 To the top of the junk pile wearing a big smile
 
 Falling up
 
 To the top of the heap with my tongue in cheek
 
 I cant sit down cause Im falling up
 
 Well I used to think that I had some duty
 
 Now I only want the booty
 
 And unless youve recently been anointed
 
 Then dont tell me youre disappointed
 
 In the man who would have been so bitter
 
 Had he never reconsidered
 
 Now I pay no mind to innovation
 
 Just over and over with the same sensation
 
 Till Im a short short subject on a long tape loop
 
 That comes and goes like the hula hoop
 
 In one ear and out the other
 
 Nothing there to stop it, brother
 
 Falling up
 
 
    
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