Тексты песен «Chris Whitley»

Businessmen like babes, lay sleeping on the lawn Cops are standing naked, breaking into song If I took her now as the one for me Could effect a change accordingly Statesmen and salesmen bend to kiss the ground...

Sheets of golden velvet rain Lubricate my naked steel again Let the day go by far below Million miles of sky all I know Aerial, aerial, get on Aerial power glide Preparing to see her, I got to rise And now I'm...

Everybody knows I can tell how you fill your clothes I can see it at the edge of your smile So strange about the dormant desire But everybody knows the alien I can tell how you try to pretend You can see now, I...

Tearing down the wall that we come upon Would it live if I debunk the condition Who talked you down to the reasonable illness By and by we won't need no forgiveness Sister got to tell me you like it Now that gravity...

Well, I knew you'd return to the other side Well, the day began, I woke again and died If you don't come around I'll know what it's worth How deep is the ground? As flat as the earth How deep is the ground? As...

Automatic love is all I want End of the day Automatic love is all I got To get away Rounds of lead deliver me today I got no blood to waste on foreplay You can make all the decisions You can make all them...

I'm gonna' go there, I'm gonna' climb Now I don't know about no law, I don't see no crime There ain't no reason. Can't be no arrest I'm gonna' get down to the water and get undressed I can't stand it I cannot stand...

Now when this is over, over and through When all them changes have come and passed I want to meet you in the Big Sky Country I wanna prove, mama, love can last, yes Like Hallelujah in the Big Sky Country Like...

Out on a range in a season too soon No electric light up in my room With a dark skin woman, I'm naked and sane You could learn about the world in an afternoon But the Bordertown shook my hand It was the gateway to...

I ain't got no pride in my pants I ain't got no poise or plans Hear me out with your hands It's nothing major, sister I can't get off Yeah, nothing major I ain't got no acid love Ain't got no problem to solve...

I look out your bedroom window Clear blue sky I look out your bedroom window Clear blue sky Jet planes go smokin' Jet planes go smokin' Jet planes, they go flyin' by Wanna tell her sometime Give her something...

Well, when I got your letter, I could not contain The urge to go beyond our inheritance again And the drug of ages, in pages of your pen I got to put it down Maybe you got glazed by all the shit you had To taste...

There's a dirt floor underneath here To receive us when changes fail May this shovel loose your trouble Let them fall away Well, the mist shall be your blanket While the moss shall ease your head As the future is...

Walk it with the father Talk it with the son Baby got vision child Like a loaded gun She use my body Like carrion crow Doing our transmission thing On Dust Radio Baby, call the number Nobody left in town...

From one island to another Winds shifting, currents cover The navigations, these separations Rowing home alone A beach, a blazing fire Lighthouse eyes, nighttime desire She walks alone, skips a stone From one...

Tell me, why you wanna drive my gasket down? Tell me darling, why you drive my gasket down? All them unwanted children never be forgiven now Hear them drivin' miles out of town Hear them drivin' miles out of town...

You never notice child And I just pretend again About the power shift On your God thing I never forget falling now The times you rode with me You followed me down And never had to lose yourself With your God...

Slow neurosis Lay awaiting the cousin to come Got my mouth all around her ?Neath the blanket where the world is run Now you take the weed in your hungry hand sister All in need of the naked man that Can't get...

Summer is lost now The frost, it closing in To the cold gospel dollar The poor man walks in sin I can't get no entrance, the doors all in rows I pray into the distance, let me out of these heavy clothes I'm begin',...

Everything is silent Night upon the rocks I'm over by the roadhouse With them rusted engine blocks A ghost town with a gold mine A pick axe in my head I'm beggin', mama, please move over Kick them stones out of...