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Elton John - Hell
05.09.2012, 10:00
  • Elton John - Hell

    Take a look around, there ain't no angels here
    Just a big red moon all bloody and dirty
    Coughing like a factory in the atmosphere
    Take a happy face, stick it on the Middle East
    There's a light switch broken
    And a million fingers pointing at each other
    For a minute's peace
    Sweet talking baby Jane
    She's a little golden ___
    Looks like Cleopatra, acts like Joan Crawford
    Rolling on a carpet with an ice pick in her heart
    And it's all or nothingFeel like jumping
    Wear my wings, wash my emtpy hands
    And I don't know all that is
    Like the place where angels live
    All I know is Hell is not below
    See Joe Public hanging from a red-tipped noose
    Trapped in a bottle, drowning with a genie
    Waist deep in wishes you can never use
    At the last resort the geishas spread like flies
    It's the moody black cloud all bitchy and muddy
    Sticking to the ceiling like Gods on the night
    Rotting in a (place) since she was only five years old
    Only took a second as the windows shatter
    Falling precious metal to suck out her soul


    авторы: Элтон Джон и Берни Топин

    из французской версии альбома "Made in England" (1995)
Категория: Элтон Джон | Добавил: NATALYA | Теги: заморский, тексты песен
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