Текст песни The Ol' Beggars Bush

Stuck on limbo bridge Then laughs through the chaos of it all Gets up off his chair Spins a jig to my despair Where below me ol' Nick grins He can't wait to count the times where I went wrong Underneath the bush, lay a beggar out of luck On his lips, was a taste he forgets His hopes were filled with sand That he watched fall through his hand So go and bow your head and weep Every grain, was a lifetime of regret For your world won't change while you sleep Yeah, go and bow your head and weep For the summer that was lost, now is gone Fertile Mrs. Moore had thirteen kids Till her ol' man jumped leave on a ship But still looked good But by Christ she understood She never read a book That the meanin' of life Starts in bed So go and bow your head and weep Yeah, go and bow your head and weep For your world won't change while you sleep For the summer that was lost, now is gone I hope that bastard is beneath a head of stone Killer Kilbain kicked me senseless everyday For all the madness I now crave Where I'd dance upon his grave While the scars that remain are still a curse So I'm stuck on a limbo bridge Where below me ol' Nick grins Then laughs through the chaos of it all Gets up off his chair Spins a jig to my despair He can't wait to count the times where I went wrong Yeah, he can't wait to count the times where I went wrongFloetry - The Ol' Beggars Bush - http://ru.motolyrics.com/floetry/the-ol-beggars-bush-lyrics.html