Статистика: Второй период Багрового Короля (King Crimson)

Ice blue silver sky Fades into grey To a grey hope that all yearns to be Starless and bible black

Woo!

Gotta get our guts on our side Gonna take a table and ride Crunching with the crabs de mornay Shovel up the mussel sooflay

(Could I do one more immediately?)

Fingers reaching, linger shrieking Jump at a scream, goodnight honey You're all alone, baby breathing They come better looking but they don't come madder

Sick and tired, blue, wicked and wild God only knows for how long

The dream was now broken Though rudely awoken Really safe and sound Asleep on the Greyhound

Doo-doo-doo-doo Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo Ahh-ahh-ahh

(*indecipherable chattering*)

Ooh-ba-dee-dow-dow, ba-doo-dee-dow Ba-da-dow, ba-dee-doo Ooh-ba-dee-dow-dow, ba-doo-dee-dow Ba-da-dow, ba-dee-doo

Health-food faggot with a bartered bride Likes to comb his hair with a dipper ride Once had a friend with a cloven foot Once he called the tune in a chequered suit

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You make my life and times A book of bluesy Saturdays And I have to choose

I like the way the music goes There's a few good guys who can play it right I like the way it moves my toes Say when you want to go and dance all night

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Учитывайте как хотите, можно как уникальные инструментальные куски без The Mincer, а можно учитывать как сюиту

Squeeze your precious body in before I quickly close the doors Riding in the smoky dark, your life is mine, my life is yours

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So many years we suffered here Our country racked with Spanish wars Now comes a chance to find ourselves Quiet reigns behind our doors We think about posterity again

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