Текст (слова) песни: Simon and Garfunkel - Blessed
Blessed are the meek for they shall inherit Blessed is the lamb whose blood flows Blessed are the sat upon, spat upon, ratted on O Lord, why have you forsaken me? I got no place to go I`ve walked around Soho for the last night or so Ah, but it doesn`t matter, no
Blessed is the land and the kingdom Blessed is the man whose soul belongs to Blessed are the meth drinkers, pot sellers, illusion dwellers O Lord, why have you forsaken me? My words trickle down from a wound That I have no intention to heal
Blessed are the stained glass, window pane glass Blessed is the church service, makes me nervous Blessed are the penny rookers, cheap hookers, groovy lookers O Lord, why have you forsaken me? I have tended my own garden much too long
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