B.F.G. - Paris | Текст песни

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Morning sun glistens on the Champs De Lysee
Feel so alone despite the presence of the passing crowd
What he has to do he knows, he knows it will not be easy
In the Paris bars ??? alone ....to try ??

In Paris, city of your dreams
In Paris, will no one here him scream?
In Paris, listen to his plea
In Paris, will they remember me?

??? learn slowly of his demise
A simple job, he washes it down with a little more wine
Blood on the walls ??? twist of his eye
And he's waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting for that fateful find,
that fateful find,
He goes!!

In Paris, city of romance
In Paris, they'll be no second chance
In Paris, where he will be found
In Paris, final resting ground....resting ground
Woah, woah....AGGHHH!

As he levitates into his destination he feels no pain
A seedy hotel room beckons in the new world
Before
The end will come for him in this ??? room

In Paris, what will be will be
In Paris, will they remember me
In Paris, ??? reason why
In Paris, just leave me here to die

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