Информация о песне На данной странице вы можете ознакомиться с текстом песни Black Stick, исполнителя - The Cruel Sea. Дата выпуска: 31.12.1992
Язык песни: Английский
Black Stick |
| My heart is a muscle and it pumps blood |
| Like a big old black steam train |
| My veins are the tracks |
| And the city is my brain |
| My stomach is the ocean and it swallows up the sun |
| At the end of a summer’s day |
| My breast like a breeze |
| Blows all those storm clouds |
| Away |
| Ahhh … (x4) |
| My head is the city and it houses all the thoughts |
| And speech that I have |
| And the mayor of the city says the city seems ain’t half … bad |
| My arms could be weapons or instruments of love |
| My legs are skyscrapers, they tower |
| Above you |
| Ahhh… (x4) |
| My heart is a muscle and it pumps blood |
| Like a big old black steam train |
| My veins are the tracks |
| And the city is my brain |
| My stomach is the ocean and it swallows up the sun |
| At the end of a summer’s day |
| My breast like a breeze, blows |
| All those storm clouds |
| Away |
| Ahhh … (x4) |
| I could be your whole world (x4) |