Тексты песен «Fatima Mansions»

They first met at the hospital, she was checking out for good Her body patched but past repair, and there her angel stood She was feeling quite confused now that her death was close at hand She had to face eternity,...

(Music--Leonard Cohen/Phil Spector; Lyrics--Leonard Cohen) Sony Music Publishing/Back to Mono Music The walls of this hotel are paper thin Last night I heard you making love to him The struggles mouth to mouth and...

Somebody's threatened you, well, you know why Time now to pay for misdeeds you deny Life can be cheerless in intensive care Keep a cool head and you won't know you're there You won't need a shot when you sniff just a...

The postmark read "Asuncion"... By the foul Adriatic there can be some dramatic variations in the temperature so you can't recall which S.S. dress to wear but the king of the Papists is a friend of the...

He and she, their empty house / He's awake, she sleeps His eyes are for one sight alone--the purple window Now his desires, his secret wish, he never lets her see 'cause he keeps it here for the shape that lives in the...

A glass ravine / The low clouds which wink The boughs burnt diesel and burning pig Wide rutted streets "666 Park Avenue", yells a big red sign cos it's an Anglo-Saxon in love with his doom who left such a cheeky shrine...

Here we fuckin' go! Bring out your dead , bring out your dead We're gonna make 'em dance, give 'em cold cold head Fill' em full of whisky, it'll bring 'em back to life Just as well, I like 'em nice and tight...

Lift up your head, lift up your head Your room in this decade of eathquake and bile awaits you like a stewardess's mortuary smile You'll miss all the fun, you'll miss all the fun A rich man turned pauper, his death...

The jet plane draws a jagged wound along the dimming autumn sky His breath steams on ahead of him as through the tenement he does stride to knock upon some doors The boy who asked for more and who hid his real fears...

I was raised to expect continuity. Instead I get this.. The monster has red hair / The monster has green eyes She laughs and bites her quarry's nose as she pulls herself astride Her double-jointed hips now do their...

Stronger than reason / Stronger than lies The only truth I know is the look in your eyes Your eyes Just like a car crash / Just like a knife My favorite weapon is the look in your eyes Mine! It's mine! Get off mine!...

i'm here on a mission to tell you exactly what can go wrong if you're not careful you see, it's like this: you're running down the staircase at random you take one step you take two steps you take seven steps ten steps...

The door-to-door inspectorhis knuckles bare and white Is rapping on your window 'cause he knows you're hiding here tonight He's travelled from the city to your country slum Under rain and black clouds And the burnt-out...

The door-to-door inspector, his knuckles bare and white, is rapping on your window 'cause he knows you're hiding here tonight He's travelled from the city to your country slum under rain and black clouds and the...

(Lyrics / Music--Richard Thompson) Published by Warlock Music Ltd. High up above the crowd the great Valerio is walking The rope seems hung from cloud to cloud and time stands still as he is walking His eye is...

Here he comes, in the dead of the month His hair falling out, his shoulders hunched Secure with his Third World expectation [...] open sewers of degredation I hate his guts though we we have not spoken [...]...

The model volcano by the giant gas tank The street corner gun-market next to the robbed bank The poorhouse next to the Uniroyal palace A tower of riches, beside it the abyss Sit in the gridlock under the stopped...

This truck stop: rancid gravy A man with no hands waving and the dog 'round my leg bumps and grinds It rains for miles out there on mud and tar and still air and the fungus-lined gap between stinking towns...

The windows watch me wait for you Mirror mirror, mirror mirror I've seen a world beyond their view Mirror mirror, mirror mirror Of course the night times are the worst Of course I burn with an evil burst You exist...

You awake, lying still / while light makes landfall in the steel suburban room The windows show, row on row, all the same: More people are summoned round to chase to blue Your lips still work, you know your name but...