Текст (слова) песни: The The - The Mercy Beat

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There`s a high wind blowin, & the stars are shining bright,
Oh what a night, this is gonna be--
I think I`ll let the world sleep without me.
I got one eye open, one eye closed.
& my thin body`s trembling beneath the bedclothes,
My hearts beatin` against the roof of my mouth
--It`s almost time to get out of this house.
I got one hand on the radio, one hand on the wheel,
I got my right foot on the floorboard,--
& I`m preparing to kill or be killed.
There`s a high wind blowin`, & the stars are shining bright.
& the rain upon the tarmac,
--helps me sail through the traffic lights,
I`m heading down to the dock of the bay,
--to feel the power of the waves,
I`m gonna move up close to that wind,
& wrestle with the thoughts solitude always brings.
Y`see I`m stuck between hell & the deep blue sea,
& I know that water`s sucked under better man than me,
I was just another western guy,
--with desires that couldn`t be satisfied,
So one day, I asked the angels for inspiration,
--but the devil bought me a drink,
& he`s been buying them ever since,
he`s had the liquor on my tongue
--feel like the sea upon the sand,
he`s had me signing confessions
--from this shaking hand,
he`s had me struggling to hang onto hope--
Like a drunken sailor in a tugboat
with a bottle of vodka in my overcoat,
& my dog eared bible lost--overboard
Y`see he tricked me into temptation,
So I`ve tricked him into this confrontation,
I never said I was the man I appeared to be
not the flesh wrapped around the bones of necessity.
Or the soul on fire--scribbling thoughts for posterity.
I`m gonna have little lucifer, runnin` off to purgatory,
--with his tail between his legs,
I`m gonna teach him a lesson
--he ain`t ever gonna forget.
All the vultures & crows are fixin up some tombstones
but they won`t be chewing the meat off my bones.
There`s a high wind blowin` & the stars are shining bright.
Me & him are gonna have a little knife fight,
--in the bowels of the big city skyline,
Oh this feelin` inside runs dark & deep
--Tonight my hearts not thumping
--A Mercy Beat
I was just another western guy,
with desires that couldn`t be--satisfied.
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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: The The - The Mercy Beat *************** There`s a high wind blowin, & the stars are shining bright, Oh what a night, this is gonna be-- I think I`ll let the world sleep without me. I got one eye open, one eye closed. & my thin body`s trembling beneath the bedclothes, My hearts beatin` against the roof of my mouth --It`s almost time to get out of this house. I got one hand on the radio, one hand on the wheel, I got my right foot on the floorboard,-- & I`m preparing to kill or be killed. There`s a high wind blowin`, & the stars are shining bright. & the rain upon the tarmac, --helps me sail through the traffic lights, I`m heading down to the dock of the bay, --to feel the power of the waves, I`m gonna move up close to that wind, & wrestle with the thoughts solitude always brings. Y`see I`m stuck between hell & the deep blue sea, & I know that water`s sucked under better man than me, I was just another western guy, --with desires that couldn`t be satisfied, So one day, I asked the angels for inspiration, --but the devil bought me a drink, & he`s been buying them ever since, he`s had the liquor on my tongue --feel like the sea upon the sand, he`s had me signing confessions --from this shaking hand, he`s had me struggling to hang onto hope-- Like a drunken sailor in a tugboat with a bottle of vodka in my overcoat, & my dog eared bible lost--overboard Y`see he tricked me into temptation, So I`ve tricked him into this confrontation, I never said I was the man I appeared to be not the flesh wrapped around the bones of necessity. Or the soul on fire--scribbling thoughts for posterity. I`m gonna have little lucifer, runnin` off to purgatory, --with his tail between his legs, I`m gonna teach him a lesson --he ain`t ever gonna forget. All the vultures & crows are fixin up some tombstones but they won`t be chewing the meat off my bones. There`s a high wind blowin` & the stars are shining bright. Me & him are gonna have a little knife fight, --in the bowels of the big city skyline, Oh this feelin` inside runs dark & deep --Tonight my hearts not thumping --A Mercy Beat I was just another western guy, with desires that couldn`t be--satisfied. ..... Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни The Mercy Beat: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/119/1/31428.html Все тексты песен: The The » The The - Lung Shadows » The The - August And September » The The - BoilingPoint » The The - SaltWater » The The - Heartland » The The - This Is The Day » The The - The Twilight Hour » The The - Dolphins » The The - Glue » The The - SoulCatcher » The The - I`ve Been Waitin` For Tomorrow (All Of M » The The - VoidyNumbness » The The - Three Orange Kisses From Kazan » The The - My Heart Would Know » The The - Bluer Than Midnight » The The - Waitin` For The Upturn » The The - Helpline Operator (Sick Boy Mix) » The The - The Mercy Beat » The The - Slow Train To Dawn » The The - Icing Up Рекомендуем скачать: » Яна Симон - Белый ангел » Яков Кофман - (Из цикла Анекдоты) » Яков Кофман - (Из цикла Анекдоты) » Яков Кофман - (Из цикла Анекдоты) » Яков Кофман - (Из цикла Анекдоты) » Яна Симон - Игорю Качуре » Яков Коган - Ты знаешь, мне так тяжело без тебя!.. » Ян Френкель - Русское поле » Яков Кофман - (Из цикла Анекдоты) » Яков Кофман - Сизифов труд » Яков Кофман - Осколок » Яков Коган - Песня о песне » Яна - Хорошо » Яков Кофман - Романс » Яков Кофман - Переполненный автобус ехал тихо... » Яна Симон - Рыбак » Янка Дягилева - Песенка про паучков » Яна Симон - Зимним вечером птицу певчую принесёт на огонь... » Яков Коган - А если переворошить свое имущество... » Яков Кофман - Эх, стипендия! (Монолог голодного студента)
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