Paroles Indian Summer de Juliet Turner

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  • Chanson: Indian Summer
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Textes et Paroles de Indian Summer




Torn between the lure of a belly-full existence,
In the candlelight, within my lover's arms,
Where all is safe and all is well and all is warm.
And then the stifling head, upon the sleeping streets,
Where children go down without a trace,
In rows of ten, with gappy teeth and their beautiful faces.

And I can fetch me an axe and I can fell me a tree,
And you can take a pan of sand but I can carry three
I can flick you pennies, if you'll only laugh for me,
It keeps you young and it keeps you free, they said.
When you're walking a thin line between the quick and the dead.

I have sat like stone, buried in my riches,
And I've got two amazing diamonds where my eyes should be
And I've got strips of sterling silver for a tongue.
And I never stand to protest or shout against injustice,
Cos my arse is made of marble and I've got lead instead of lungs,
I am a stunning work of are, I should be hung.

And they dance on grand pianos in a honey sweet hotel,
In my mind entrenched a wave of sense my skin remembers still.
And with an automatic flash I've brought them half-way round the world
And they're camping in my garden of remembrance.

And I can fetch me an axe and I can fell me a tree,
And you can take a pan of sand but I can carry three
I can flick you pennies, if you'll only laugh for me,
It keeps you young and it keeps you free, they said.
When you're walking a thin line between the quick and the dead.

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