Текст песни: Bring out Your Dead + перевод

The rainbow is empty

And lights hangs low

There is a private eye

In the centre of it all

Driving down Sunset Blvd

Looking, looking for the song

The Starman has gone

And the late great Leonard Cohen too

There are thieves in the temple

Pretenders from thrones underground

And who really cares anymore

We all chase the wind

Give up your ghosts

Bring out your dead

The Church of Jesus Christ

And Latter-Day Saints

Bright young Americans

There is one on every corner

The holy books are open wide

Brother, the future is murder

Dead birds fall from the sky

Black jackals crawling

Give up your ghosts

Bring out your dead

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