Текст (слова) песни: The Style Council - Man Of Great Promise
I bought the paper yesterday and I saw the obituary And I read of how you died in pain - Well I just couldn`t understand it If I could of changed that, then Lord knows I`d do it now But there is no going back - And what`s done is done forever
But you were always chained and shackled by the dirt - Of every small town institution and every big town flirt
And I think of what you might have been, a man of such great promise Oh but, you seem to forget the dream - And the more you saw you hated
But let`s not talk of blame, for what is only natural Like a moth going to a flame - You had a dangerous passion
But you were always chained and shackled by the dirt - Of every small town institution and every big town flirt
All the things that you might have been - but who am I to say? Still I wonder - If it`s the cold earth you prefer to lay - If it`s the cold earth - you prefer to stay
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