Crooked man down a crooked mile Crooked backbone, crossed out smile Crooked cat, crooked mouse We live together in a crooked little house We're all fine
I collect many things And keep them all close to me To the ceiling from the floor I'm tripping on them constantly Pixelated faces play On the blown out
She's sliding, she's sliding down to the depth of the world She's fighting, she's fighting the urge to make a .... Heaven can wait and hell's too far
If I had my way I'd cross the desert to the sea Learn to speak in tongues something That makes sense to you and me I'd like to unplug the phone Sending
(Hey hey hey hey... hey hey hey hey...) Hold my head up, right foot back Take my hands down, shake my back Pull my strings and cut my rope Rattle my
Help me to see What it's all coming to Crumbs on the table And mud on these shoes Treading so long I can't see where we've been Tracks on the trail And
Train, train Come and gone My rum coco My cold empty Shake, shake Sugaree Shoo, shoo fly Don't come back again X X the eyes C. C. Rider riding On the
Voyage au bout de la nuit Voyage au bout de la nuit Voyage au bout de la nuit Plumes sauvages Le mirage Kerozene Au gris gris Rattlesnake Cadillac Race
You could have it all You could pawn it off You could learn to crawl Where you used to walk And I... I'm only burning vanities You could tell a tale
Take a picture what's inside Ghost watching my mind Neural pattern like a spider Capillary to the centre Hold still and press a button Looking through
Red River, keep on rolling down It's been a long time since I let my hair hang down I'll take my time before I go under the ground Oh dandelion, tell
I walk in a line I see where I'm going I turn inside out The days that I've known I face to myself And give up the ghost I turn in my mind What time already
Take a picture, what's inside? Ghost image in my mind Neural pattern like a spider Capillary to the centre Hold still and press the button Looking through
Перевод: Генсбур, Шарлотта. Irm.
: (Hey hey hey hey... hey hey hey hey...) Hold my head up, right foot back Take my hands down, shake my back Pull my strings and cut my rope Rattle
: Take a picture, what's inside? Ghost image in my mind Neural pattern like a spider Capillary to the centre Hold still and press the button Looking
: If I had my way I'd cross the desert to the sea Learn to speak in tongues something That makes sense to you and me I'd like to unplug the phone Sending
