Текст песни The Whistle Song

I can count angels flying on by

I can count clouds now flying the sky

I can count the bad things good

And now blue

Swans are flying

And I've got to get used to

Get yourself off

Take a left at Verdugo

I'll be there as soon as I can

Look inside me or in your evil

Turn at the red gate

I'm waiting for you

(Chorus)

You're tearing me apart my friend

Bringing me down

Over and over again

You hurt my soul

And you wreck my world

Bringing me down over a friend
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Get yourself off

Get yourself off

I'll be there just as soon as I can

You're tearing me apart my friend

Bringing me down

Over and over again

You hurt my soul

And you wreck my world

Bringing me down over a friend

Hold, hold your dreams up high

Shoot into space and glorify

The need for everything that's round

It takes me on down

You're tearing me apart my friend

Bringing me down

Over and over again

You hurt my soul

And you wreck my world

Bringing me down over a friend