Legendary Pink Dots - Twilight Hour | Текст Иностранной Песни
Slave-chained, half-naked, along for the ride. Catching flies with my eyes shut, my mouth's open wide. But I curse as the bugs bite, I spit with the tide - like to fly to the
Legendary Pink Dots - Lisa's Party | Текст Иностранной Песни
The retinue wore togas, toked on opium and drank each's other's wine. They nibbled peanuts, spoke of heinous and premeditated crimes between the politics and the poems.
Legendary Pink Dots - Love Puppets | Текст Иностранной Песни
You offered me a cigarette, I pirouette... with sihlouettes of statuettes. We're ice behind a window. Would you be my widow? Would you even be my wife? Life's not long enough
Legendary Pink Dots - Pennies For Heaven | Текст Иностранной Песни
Chasing the carrion, we watched the silver bird explode. We tiptoed through the barrier of smoke and took a hand, but found it unconnected. We were dining on the wreckage - white
Legendary Pink Dots - Regression | Текст Иностранной Песни
Go back eight years; you're sixteen... What do you see? What do you feel? A classroom..Yes..and what are they whispering? They're whispering about you? Why? Laughing, no, no,
Legendary Pink Dots - Evolution | Текст Иностранной Песни
If God was egg, if six were nine... If time was never measured, only killed in pleasure gardens of our making. If we'd never taken anything, but only given... If we could forgive,
Legendary Pink Dots - Guilty Man | Текст Иностранной Песни
All wired up with no-one to kick but myself in a cell and an ape with a stick who's bigger than me and complains that he's sick of my story. They spy on me. They spike my
Legendary Pink Dots - The Safe Way | Текст Иностранной Песни
The right hand grips, the left hand slides. The pennies drop, the boxes glide. It never stops. She worked the line blind. Folded, pushed, . . . A pirhouette. No thought, no joy,
Legendary Pink Dots - The Light In My Little Girl's Eyes | Текст Иностранной Песни
The street looked kind of different - harsher colours sharper angles. Shops stacked high with stereos and rows of magazines. Smells of coffee, glossy limousines. The sun danced on the
Legendary Pink Dots - Rattlesnake Arena | Текст Иностранной Песни
In Cut Throat Lane the chains were swinging. Iron boots with blades on springs were lancing. Silver dance. The ghetto ballerinas tiptoed, blasting. Rattlesnake Arena burning red black