Текст песни The Last Shadow Puppets - Hang The Cyst
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Was he badly mistaken or guided As he wondered his valley built in silence He'd cover his face to speak as he chewed off his finger, to the bone The haze of his coloured days That march of content as his dignity splits to unveil His bitter sweetness The town would shudder and stare At his presence with a single glare As he makes his way through The local square And he says to them 'Your a broken fence, in the yard of annoyance' 'Your a broken fence, in the yard of annoyance' Annoyance Hang the cyst Hang the cyst Hang the cyst The first time in pace or in math Was at the sight of his wilting noose And the chance will soon reduce to an angry silence He escaped in the shock of the snap His wonderful vanishing act Was a spectacle but not what anyone expected The route was planned as much as the broachpin dagger The route was planned as much as the broachpin dagger Catch the cyst Catch the cyst Catch the cyst Catch the cyst Повесьте негодника. Он был через чур испорченный и одержимый, поскольку он задавался вопросом о том, как бы ему спрятаться где-то далеко, чтобы никто не узнал. Ему нужно было закрыть его лицо, чтобы он что-то сказал, а иначе он просто жует свой палец, доходя до крайности. Туман его разноцветных дней... Все эти слова - хроника раскола его достоинств, чтобы вы могли себе это представить - его сладкую долю, в то же время горькую. Город с дрожью смотрел бы на него, как будто сияющего ярким светом, поскольку он постоянно бы оказывался на местной площади... И говорил бы всем: "Ваш разбитый притон в одном ярде от раздражения" "Ваш разбитый притон в одном ярде от раздражения" Раздражения... Повесьте негодника! Повесьте негодника! Повесьте негодника! Впервые, темп и арифметика так четко выражаются в его слабеющей петле. И шансы вот-вот сократятся до злой тишины... ...Но он сбежал в шоке от хватки. И след его простыл. Это было целое зрелище, ведь никто не ожидал такого. И срок планирования его маршрута был настолько короток, как его карманный нож. Поймайте негодника! Поймайте негодника! Поймайте негодника! Смотрите также:
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Was he badly mistaken or guided
As he wondered his valley built in silence
He'd cover his face to speak as he chewed off his finger, to the bone
The haze of his coloured days
That march of content as his dignity splits to unveil
His bitter sweetness
The town would shudder and stare
At his presence with a single glare
As he makes his way through
The local square
And he says to them
'Your a broken fence, in the yard of annoyance'
'Your a broken fence, in the yard of annoyance'
Annoyance
Hang the cyst
Hang the cyst
Hang the cyst
The first time in pace or in math
Was at the sight of his wilting noose
And the chance will soon reduce to an angry silence
He escaped in the shock of the snap
His wonderful vanishing act
Was a spectacle but not what anyone expected
The route was planned as much as the broachpin dagger
The route was planned as much as the broachpin dagger
Catch the cyst
Catch the cyst
Catch the cyst
Catch the cyst
Hang the bugger .
He was a chur spoiled and obsessed
as he wondered how he would hide somewhere far away , that no one knows .
He had to close his face , so he said something , but otherwise he just chews his finger , going to the extreme.
Fog his colorful days ...
All of these words - Chronicle split its merits , so you can imagine it - its sweet share , at the same time bitter .
City with a shiver would look at him, as if shining a bright light , as he would be constantly found himself on the local area ...
And he said to all : & quot; either broken stash in one yard from irritation & quot;
& quot; either broken stash in one yard from irritation & quot;
Irritation ...
Hang the bugger !
Hang the bugger !
Hang the bugger !
First , the pace and arithmetic so clearly expressed in its weakening loop.
And the chances are about to be reduced to silence the evil ...
But ... he ran away in shock from the grip .
And its just a trace .
It was the whole show , because no one expected this .
And term planning his route was so short , his pocket knife .
Catch the bugger !
Catch the bugger !
Catch the bugger !
