Тексты песен «Fitzgerald Patrik»

I'm like an island, i'm like a lost soul; cut off from the rest of the world. Walking the same corridors, stalking the same cold shining floors; in search of the place i will stay. I'm like an island, i'm like a lost...

The car pulled up at the family home To pick up another one, take them away Through the town, they're very young, he's getting married today... To the church, a party after, the peal of bells, the ring of laughter...

---------------- The car pulled up at the family home To pick up another one, take them away Through the town, they're very young, he's getting married today... To the church, a party after, the peal of bells, the ring...

My death waits like an old roue' so confident that i'll go his way whistle for him and the passing time... my death waits like a bible truth at the funerals of my youth where we laughed at that - the passing time.. my...

Your perfect world Smiles at me Through the shining pages Of a thousand holiday brochures Inspired by lack of money I ignore your So called 'perfect worlds' I search for some other Perfect world I search for some other...

We're so presumptious Presuming that we all Exist at all. Marvelling at our own mystery. We're so presumptious Presuming that this all Means anything at all Marvelling at our own Marvelling at our own mystery. Mystery...

He put his shoulder to the wheel, and turned his back against the world, spoke his mind,too many times, opened his mouth a little too wide; they're going to put you in the gas-chamber,sonny; strap you into the electric...

I cry at my own personal loss, although i cannot cry too much because i know thay may be happier now, i cry because there are large scars left,by knowing you'll never see someone again. For me ,though,life just carries...

They treat him well enough though As he takes them to the warmest seas As they enjoy the silence And seclusion of the sun lounge They have to thank him For their daily glass of port or sherry He has to thank them For...

He's taking tablets for his job To get him through his day From one end to another He's taking tablets for his job To get him through his life From one end to another Poor John Another drink, and then he's on his way...

In a small,but perfect,playpen, they practise,badly,being grown-ups, no-one makes the right decisions, throwing childish tantrums; their mummy never gave them a dummy, busy in her perfect kitchen, daddy gave them...

We're waiting for the strike to end Counting days Counting hours Hoping we don't lose our jobs Ready to lift the hammers Ready to place the bolts - We'll go back to work again Putting wings on aeroplanes Once I went,...

These are no cities These are no concrete spikes Which wait Only to impale or imprison These are only villages Pleasant country villages Scattered over The whole face the world People now support themselves alone Making...

Smile for me - smile for me - convincingly Smile for me - smile for me - convincingly. Don't lie - don't lie. Don't lie to me - don't lie. Tell me why - tell me why you grin - People offer you their hands They never...

I say life is pointless, worthless,and meaningless, you say 'well..try suicide', i say no,because i know the reasons why i find life so; i'm only one tiny piece in this enormous mess... There's no reason why i should...

----------------- Searching for a pair of wings i try so hard to fly But i'm just tied down by earthly things And watching people live and die Maybe i'll be your social worker Help you solve your problems I'd rather be...

He smiled with contentment As he placed the present in the box Sealing up the wrapping paper Waiting for the courier The motorcycle messenger, riding through the rain To deliver the parcel To the castle of his latest...

Dying slowly, feeling ill I can't explain the way i feel Poeple die, and so will i It could be slow, it could be quick Quit slow, and it seems such a waste God will give you just one taste Only one sip of his wine Only...

Every evening at three minutes past five He visits the girl Who works behind the counter In the chip shop He buys some chips also She always gives him the smallest Greenest, most undercooked ones She could find He...

-------------------------------- I'm burried in a pit Pendulum is my heart Swinging back and forth Swinging back and forth I remember when it started I'll notice when it stops Meanwhile, i must listen to it Swinging...