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: R.E.M - Sad Professor

(Buck/Mills/Stipe)

If we`re talking about love
Then I have to tell you
Dear readers, I`m not sure where I`m headed
I`ve gotten lost before
I`ve woke up stone drunk
Face down in the floor

Late afternoon, the house is hot
I started, I jumped up
Everyone hates a bore
Everybody hates a drunk

This may be a lit invention
Professors muddled in their intent
To try to rope in followers
To float their malcontent
As for this reader,
I`m already spent

Late afternoon, the house is hot
I started, I jumped up
Everyone hates a sad professor
I hate where I wound up

Dear readers, my apologies
I`m drifting in and out of sleep
Long silence presents the tragedies
Of love. Note the age. Get afraid
The surface hazy with attendant thoughts
A lazy eye metaphor on the rocks

Late afternoon, the house is hot
I started, I jumped up
Everyone hates a bore
Everybody hates a drunk
Everyone hates a sad professor
I hate where I wound up
I hate where I wound up

 

Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям:

 


Прямая ссылка на текст песни Sad Professor:
http://musworld.ru/music/eng/117/1/7016.html
© 2007-2025 «MusWorld.ru»