Тексты песни «Different Drummer»

born on a black monday, me mother screamin' curses me ould lad in the pub losin' money on the horses me granny kicked in the door, said "get a job you bastard" and i come rollin' into the world, a walkin' talkin'...

Born on a black Monday, me mother screamin' curses Me old lad in the pub losin' money on the horses Me granny kicked in the door said, "Get a job, you bastard" And I come rollin' into the world, a walkin' talkin'...

Tell me when you see it, it's not quite clear Tell me when you feel it, oh, it's almost, it's almost here The people upstairs are kinda worried Well, they think it's out of control I can see the world through...

She moves like nobody moves Like a cat on a hot tin roof She sees what nobody sees Talks sense, never gives up easy She speaks in what she does When she speaks she says so much All the world's a stage to her She wants...