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                        Текст (слова) песни: Toad The Wet Sprocket -  Hobbit on The Rocks
  Music by: glen phillips and toad
  Lyrics by: glen phillips
  Theres an old virginian vibraphone
  With a calculated gait
  And a man who thinks hes al capone
  With a cumberbund and cape
  Dont criticize what a vicar would prize in you
  And talk to the man if you feel he needs talking to
  And the hobbit on the rocks is crying
  And the fish upon the docks are dying
  Theres an orchestra in rococo
  And an insulated dwarf
  And the ships are sinking in the sea
  As they sail from the shores
  Dont criticize what a vicar would prize in you
  And the hobbit on the rocks is crying
  And the fish upon the docks are dying
  And the hobbit on the rocks is crying
  For the grunion in the sand entwining
  Dont criticize what a vicar would prize in you
  And talk to yourself if you feel you need talking to
     
 
  
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