Текст (слова) песни: Patti Smith - Babelogue

I haven`t fucked much with the past, but I`ve fucked plenty with
the future. Over the skin of silk are scars from the splinters
of stations and walls I`ve caressed. A stage is like each bolt
of wood, like a log of Helen, is my pleasure. I would measure
the success of a night by the way by the way by the amount of
piss and seed I could exude over the columns that nestled the
P.A. Some nights I`d surprise everybody by skipping off with
a skirt of green net sewed over with flat metallic circles which
dazzled and flashed. The lights were violet and white. I had
an ornamental veil, but I couldn`t bear to use it. When my hair
was cropped, I craved covering, but now my hair itself is a veil,
and the scalp inside is a scalp of a crazy and sleepy Comanche
lies beneath this netting of the skin. I wake up. I am lying
peacefully I am lying peacefully and my knees are open to the
sun. I desire him, and he is absolutely ready to seize me. In
heart I am a Moslem; in heart I am an American; in heart I am
Moslem, in heart I`m
an American artist, and I have no guilt. I seek pleasure. I
seek the nerves under your skin. The narrow archway; the layers;
the scroll of ancient lettuce. We worship the flaw, the belly,
the belly, the mole on the belly of an exquisite whore. He spared
the child and spoiled the rod. I have not sold myself to God.

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Patti Smith - Babelogue I haven`t fucked much with the past, but I`ve fucked plenty with the future. Over the skin of silk are scars from the splinters of stations and walls I`ve caressed. A stage is like each bolt of wood, like a log of Helen, is my pleasure. I would measure the success of a night by the way by the way by the amount of piss and seed I could exude over the columns that nestled the P.A. Some nights I`d surprise everybody by skipping off with a skirt of green net sewed over with flat metallic circles which dazzled and flashed. The lights were violet and white. I had an ornamental veil, but I couldn`t bear to use it. When my hair was cropped, I craved covering, but now my hair itself is a veil, and the scalp inside is a scalp of a crazy and sleepy Comanche lies beneath this netting of the skin. I wake up. I am lying peacefully I am lying peacefully and my knees are open to the sun. I desire him, and he is absolutely ready to seize me. In heart I am a Moslem; in heart I am an American; in heart I am Moslem, in heart I`m an American artist, and I have no guilt. I seek pleasure. I seek the nerves under your skin. The narrow archway; the layers; the scroll of ancient lettuce. We worship the flaw, the belly, the belly, the mole on the belly of an exquisite whore. He spared the child and spoiled the rod. I have not sold myself to God. Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Babelogue: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/115/1/8905.html Все тексты песен: Patti Smith » Patti Smith - Hey Joe » Patti Smith - China Bird » Patti Smith - As The Night Goes By » Patti Smith - Paths That Cross » Patti Smith - Pumping (My Heart) » Patti Smith - Beneath the Southern Cross » Patti Smith - Radio Ethiopia/Abyssinia » Patti Smith - Hymn » Patti Smith - Revenge » Patti Smith - 25th Floor (& High on Rebellion) » Patti Smith - 25th Floor High on Rebellion » Patti Smith - Ain`t It Strange » Patti Smith - Wild Leaves » Patti Smith - Last Call » Patti Smith - Privilege (Set Me Free) » Patti Smith - Come Back Little Sheba » Patti Smith - Break It Up » Patti Smith - Fireflies » Patti Smith - Death Singing » Patti Smith - Free Money Рекомендуем скачать: » Рада и Терновник - Неслыханые краски льются по небу » Разные люди, Чернецкий - Русская тоска » РќР°РґРµР¶РґР° РљР°РґС‹С?РµРІР° - РћС‚РіРѕРІРѕСЂРёР»Р° Р РѕС‰Р° Р—РѕР»РѕС‚Р°СЏ » Револьверз - Ближе » Руки Вверх - Не бойся, я с тобой » Рената - Догорало лето » Р.Алехно - Рано или поздно » Рада и Терновник - Ржавые кольца на влажной земле » Р.Масюков - Целься » Рая Миненкова, Игорь Миненков - Мы из тех, что вопрос принимали порой за ответ... » Р”РјРёС‚СЂРёР№ Р‘РёР»Р°РЅ - Р’РѕРґР°, РџРµСЃРѕРє » Роберт Александров - Сыну посвящается » Руслан Масюков - Целься точно » Розенбаум Александр - ПОЕЗДКА ИЗ ОДЕССЫ В ПЕТРОГРАД » Ранетки - Она Одна » Руки Вверх! - До чего ж я невезучий » РќР°РґРµР¶РґР° РљР°РґС‹С?РµРІР° - Р’РёРЅРѕРІР°С‚Р° Р›Рё РЇ » Р”РјРёС‚СЂРёР№ Р‘РёР»Р°РЅ - РЇ Р–РґСѓ РўРµР±СЏ » Р“РѕСЂРѕРґ 312 - Р’С‡РµСЂР° » РќР°РґРµР¶РґР° РљР°РґС‹С?РµРІР° - Р’СЃРµ РЈР¶Рµ РљРѕРіРґР°-С‚Рѕ Р‘С‹Р»Рѕ
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