Тексты песен «Cale John»

Words and music: Lou Reed & John Cale It was a very cold clear fall night I had a terrible dream Billy Name and Brigid were playing under my stair case on the second floor about two o'clock in the morning I woke...

I want to go home, I want to go home I want to go back to Adelaide It' s time for a change, don't want to be late It's probably night in Adelaide In a day or two, I'll be there asking for you To come back to Adelaide...

And what costume shall the poor girl wear To all tomorrow's parties A hand-me-down dress from who knows where To all tomorrow's parties And where will she go and what shall she do When midnight comes around She'll...

She's back from Amsterdam And I think the journey did her well Her face has lost it's touch The tell tale signs of loneliness inside But I love her still And need her company still more Come down, come down once more...

Andalucia when can I see you When it is snowing out again Farmer John wants you Louder and softer closer and dearer Then again Needing you taking you keeping you leaving you In a year and a day to be sure That your face...

The paranoid great movie queen Sits idly fully armed The pwder and mascara there A warning light for charm We see her every movie night The strong against the weak The lines come out and struggle with The empty voice...

When I stand, my back to the sea A big white cloud, looking right down on me Sound of sun, missing my eyes Everything's clear, everything's bright Big white cloud, big white cloud Big white cloud on me Big white cloud,...

Everybody melting but the heat just won't affect ya Backlot Casanovas and Black Russian defectors Are here to take your picture away I know you don't have space left on your windowsill Black rose - long thorn White...

Everybody's praying for the rains to come And the snow is gonna fall, down on me Lost up in the desert with a gun in my hand And the locust gonna come to find me. Started long ago, in my paper cup saloon And the...

Consternation on the dance-floor I can't take it anymore. My ugly girl-friend has these big eyes, she's running out the door. Get her back, the regulars cry. All the bar-flies are going dry. We need some business says...

When Abilene was young and gay And thunder storms filled up the day The cattle roamed outside the town Sleeping in the midday sun Sleeping in the midday sun Sleeping in the midday sun Sleeping in the midday sun Then...

Traffic moving slowly Monday morning Money talks, people hoping Cable Hogue where've you been Cable Hogue where've you been Something inside me tells me you won't show I know you're carrying heat What for God only...

She said no, she meant maybe She said she wasn't that type of girl When she'd done wrong, she'd never admit it And I had empty pockets to prove it She was so much like a foreign language That you've learned but never...

When the winter days are gone Never find any summer breezes Until you've gone through spring Another way out of here Another way out of here Another way Another way out of here Cause I'm a lofty man I'm a hungry man...

With mistletoe and candle green To Halloween we go Ten murdered oranges bled on board ship Lends comedy to shame The cattle graze bold uprightly Seducing down the door To saddle swords and meeting place We have no place...

With mistletoe and candle green To Halloween we go Ten murdered oranges bled on board ship Lends comedy to shame The cattle graze bold uprightly Seducing down the door To saddle swords and meeting place We have no place...

Words: Lou Reed & John Cale Coyote goes to the top of the hill doin' the things the coyote's will Staring at the sky, at the moon you know he starts to howl Coyote goes to the mountain top looks over down at the...

Sooner or later she said she'd be my friend Honest and faithful till the very end Well enough of that I'm tired of hearing it anyway She turns and smiles says goodbye in her inimical way Happy to see her in the back of...

Well it's too damn early and your eyes are bleeding From the vicious bottle the night before And the last thing you need is a nicety-nice And small talk crawls out your ears Maybe it makes you feel just like an...

Words: Dylan Thomas Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Though wise men at their end know dark is right, Because their words...