Текст (слова) песни: mitchell joni - The Beat Of Black Wings
I met a young soldier He said his name was Killer Kyle He was shakin` all over Like a night-frightened child This is his story It`s a tough one for me to sing Hard as the squawk and the flap And the beat of--the beat of black wings "They gave me a gun," he said "They gave me a mission For the power and the glory-- Propaganda--piss on `em There`s a war zone inside me-- I can feel things exploding-- I can`t even hear the fucking music playing For the beat of--the beat of black wings." He said, "I never had nothin`-- Nothin` I could believe in My girl killed our unborn child Without even grievin`! I put my hands on her belly To feel the kid kickin`--damn! She`d been to some clinic Oh--the beat of black wings." "They want you--they need you-- They train you to kill-- To be a pin on some map-- Some vicarious thrill-- The old hate the young That`s the whole heartless thing The old pick the wars We die in `em To the beat of--the beat of black wings." There`s a man drawing pictures On the sidewalk with chalk Just as fast as he draws `em Rain come down and wash `em off "Keep the drinks comin` girl `Til I can`t feel anything I`m just a chalk mark in a rainstorm I`m just the beat of black wings." 1988 Crazy Crow Music BMI
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