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Текст (слова) песни: Jethro Tull - Crossfire
Spring light in a hazy may
And a man with a gun at the door
Someones crawling on the roof above ---
All the media here for the show
Ive been waiting for our friends to come
Like spiders down ropes to free-fall
A thirty round clip for a visiting card ---
Admit one to the embassy ball
Caught in the crossfire on princes gate avenue
In go the windows and out go the lights
Call me a doctor. fetch me a policeman
Im down on the floor in one hell of a fight
Im just a soul with an innocent face ---
A regular boy dressed in blue
Conducting myself in a proper way
As befitting the job that I do
They came down on me like a ton of bricks
Swept off my feet, knocked about
Theres nothing for it but to sit and wait
For the hard men to get me out
Calm reason floats from the street below
And the slow fuse burns through the night
Everyones tried to talk it through
But they cant seem to get the deal right
Somewhere there are brownings in a two-hand hold ---
Cocked and locked, one up the spout
Theres nothing for it but to sit and wait
For the hard men to get me out
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