Elliott Smith - Let's Turn the Record Over | Текст песни

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• Let's Turn the Record Over

Tomorrow, I'll feel fine
It's yesterday that took my breath away
Flying off the handle
Finally sweeping down the avenue
God's up in his heaven
And the the devil's on Bonnie Brae
But there seems to be no room for us

So choose your poison, it's up to you
I recommend you think about it long and hard
Because the woods can get thick quick inside
Dark and tangled and petrified
And you wandered through the endless night
And never see the light of day

Let's turn the record over
Your life's a pleasant valley
Moonlight drives and gardens in the sun
His shadow stays behind you
Graceful as a dancer in a ballet


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