Black Peter - текст песни
Black Peter
All of my friends come to see me last night I was layin' in my bed and dyin' Annie Bonneau from Saint Angel Say, the weather down here so fine
Just then the wind came squallin' through the door But who can the weather command Just want to have a little peace to die And a friend or two I love at hand
Fever roll up to a hundred and five Roll, roll on up, gonna roll back down One more day I find myself alive Tomorrow maybe go beneath the ground build to crescendo See here how everything lead up to this day And it's just like any other day that's ever been Sun comin' up and then, the sun it's goin' down Shine through my window And my friends they come around Come around~~~ Come around~~~
*Solo*
The people might know, but the people don't care That a man can be just as poor as me Take a look at poor Peter, he's layin' in pain Now let's go run and see Run and see, run and see Run and see, run and see Run and see, run and see Run and see, run and see...
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