Public Image Limited - Solitaire | Текст Иностранной Песни
Think you know the answer? Think you got all the problems? Well, why not try and solve them? Instead of your sitting on them Solitaire, solitaire Taking on
Public Image Limited - Careering | Текст Иностранной Песни
A face is raining Across the border The pride of history The same as murder Is this living He's been careering The steady hand as planned
Public Image Limited - Good Things | Текст Иностранной Песни
Little white lies-they hold little surprise Good things come in threes CHORUS And the little I need-I need! The places I haunt-the powers I taunt Where the
Public Image Limited - Poptones | Текст Иностранной Песни
Drive to the forest in a japanese car The smell of rubber on concrete tar Hindsight done me no good Standing naked in the back of the woods The cassette played poptones
Public Image Limited - Love Hope | Текст Иностранной Песни
CHORUS Drawing you in drawing you on Leading you in taking you on I can see potential I can see intention With a pocket full of seeds Hope keeps me
Public Image Limited - Unfairground | Текст Иностранной Песни
Where can I stand in my uniform Wait patiently for the death of me Cannon fodder-six foot tall Big and brave, next to my grave Swings and roundabouts on
Public Image Limited - Emperor | Текст Иностранной Песни
Is there a king that can do no wrong When I play my fiddle-will I see you dance The crown that sings its very own song You crack the whip-and I'll break the lance
Public Image Limited - Chant | Текст Иностранной Песни
Voice moaning in a speaker Never really get too close Only a gimmick, pointed fingers Never more serious sight Wouldn't waste the effort on entertainment Out of
Public Image Limited - Public Image | Текст Иностранной Песни
Hello (Hello) Hello (Hello, hello) Hello Ha ha ha ha You never listened to a word that I said You only seen me from the clothes that I wear Or did
Public Image Limited - Cruel | Текст Иностранной Песни
Body and soul, an animal As a sword, swing double edged Dig deep down-that monthly frown You have the tools-to make men fools You're so cruel