Текст песни: mcgreggor + перевод

There was lying at the table, crying on the stairs

A raven on the gable singing «Jesus doesn’t care»

A women at the window, with her hands on her hips

Staring out across the ocean like the prow of a ship

No blinking or emotion like the prow of a ship

Just endeavour and devotion like the prow of a ship

Ahh Ooooh

Rest in your bed

Ooooh Oooh

McGreggor’s dead

The kids are in the kitchen, carving up the will

While the long line of limousines snake down the hill

They’ll keep them waiting, they’re shaking hands

With the prodigal and pompous who knew the man

Father figures and mother fuckers who knew the man

God’s torment at the party as if God knew the man

Ahh Ooooh

Rest in your bed

Ooooh Oooh

McGreggor’s dead

Recall his lies

Pick up the pen

Record his reign

For the bitch who bore him is in heat again

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