Тексты песен «Public Image Ltd.»

Is there a king that can do no wrong The crown that sings its very own song When I play my fiddle-will I see you dance You crack the whip-and I'll break the lance CHORUS You make me feel like an emperor You make me...

Is there a King that can do no wrong? The crown that sings its very own song When I play my fiddle, will I see you dance? You crack this whip and I'll break my lance You make me feel like an emperor You make me feel so...

(John Lydon, Bill Levene) Now in the summer I could be happy or in distress Depending on the company On the veranda Talk of the future or reminisce Behind the dialogue We're in a mess Whatever I intended I sent you...

Now in summer I could be happy or in distress Depending on the company On the veranda, talk of the future or reminisce Behind the dialog We're in a mess Whatever I intended I sent you flowers You wanted to take...

I can only feel and think in the language of Clinches others have concocted for you Pre-fabricated, pre-conception Worn like the walls all around you, all around you How good to walk with the caprice of God? How good...

I can only feel and think in the language of Cliches otheres have concocted for you Prefabricated pre-conception Worn like the walls around you All around you How good to walk-with the caprice of God How good to...

Little white lies, they hold little surprise Good things come in threes The places I haunt, the powers I taunt And the little I need, I need Where the arrogance of Presidents drive with the top down Pop singers bite...

Little white lies-they hold little surprise CHORUS Good things come in threes The places I haunt-the powers I taunt And the little I need-I need! Where the arrogance of presidents-drive with the top down And pop...

Happy? by Public Image Limited (Pil) from 9 (c) 1989 All those oh so trendy in their flapper and flair Delinquent derelict four walls and a square never should you wory about society The best thing in the...

All those oh! so trendy in their flapper and flair Delinquent derelict, four walls and a square Never should you worry about society The best things in this life are never free Treat this whole world to a cavalry rout...

(John Lydon/Bill Laswell) CHORUS Better days will never be Better days will never be Better days will never be Now what does this mean It means we get the best scenes When politics talk, the ends of power meet Nice to...

None of us are the enemy And they are the same as you and me Save for the trick of education And the parental politician People what are you doing here? Who are you listening too, and who are you looking up into? Are...

Well I've been dreaming Only dreaming I've just been dreaming Seems the dreams that I've been in They are given meaning In killing feelings And stealing reasons I've been weak Disgusting thing A good for nothing Now...

TALK TALK TALK TALK TALK CHORUS Like that, she did not like that She did not like that-she never will Like that, she did not like that She did not like that-she never will Just like a woman Bad boy you should not do...

Talk talk talk Talk talk talk Talk talk talk Like that, she did not like that She did not like that she never will Like that, she did not like that She did not like that she never will Just like a woman Bad boy you...

CHORUS Drawing you in drawing you on Leading you in taking you on I can see potential I can see intention With a pocket full of seeds Hope keeps me alive I can see contention Financing situations And maybe may never...

I can see potential, I can see intention With a pocket full of seeds, hope keeps me alive I can see contention, financing situations Maybe may never be Drawing you in, drawing you on Leading you in, taking you on Love...

Ego-maniac traitor You never did understand You fell in love with your ego It did not fit into plan Low Life Your alter-ego is a moron 30 years too late No closet is private Can see the crack in your face...

When the blood in your drugs turns to shale They had you hung, drawn and quartered tooth and nail Empty pockets making idle hands Mugging as a job requires good plans Luck's up, tuff stuff Luck's up, tuff luck Luck's...

When the blood in your drugs turns to shale They had you hung, drawn and quartered tooth and nail Empty pockets make idle hands And mugging as a job requires good plans CHORUS Luck's up-tuff stuff-your luck's up-tuff...