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DAVID BOWIE
Outside 1995
A Small Plot of Land текст песни
A Small Plot of Land
Poor soul
Spit upon that
Poor soul
He never knew what hit him
And it hit him so
Poor dunce
He pushed back the pigmen
The barbs laughed
The fool is dead
Poor dunce
He's less than within us
The brains talk
But the will to live is dead
And prayer can't
Travel so far these days
The talk of your life
Standing so near
To innocent eyes
Poor dunce
Swings thru the tunnels
And claws his way
Is small life so manic
Are these really the days
Poor dunce
Poor dunce
Poor soul
Poor soul
Poor soul
Другие тексты песен в альбоме Outside 1995
- Algeria Touchriek
- Hello Spaceboy
- We Prick You
- No Control
- Segue - Algeria Touchshriek
- Outside
- Segue - Baby Grace[a Horrid Cassette]
- The Motel
- Segue - Nathan Adler
- Segue - Nathan Adler 2
- I Am With Name
- Leon Takes Us Outside
- The Voyeur of Utter Destruction
- I Have Not Been to Oxford Town
- I'm Deranged
- Nathan Adler
- Thru These Architect's Eyes
- A Small Plot of Land
- Baby Grace
- Strangers when We Meet
- The Hearts Filthy Lesson
- Thru' These Architects Eyes
- Voyeur of Utter Destruction
- Hallo Spaceboy
- The Heart's Filthy Lesson
- Wishful Beginings
- Wishful Beginnings
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