Flipron - Raindrops Keep Falling On The Dead | Текст песни

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it's a foolish enterprise
to tell a man when and where his death lies
so if you find out on your Ouija board
don't spoil the surprise
just tell me fibs
tell me porkies
tell me lies
fibs, porkies, lies

the night can cough up many secrets
from its long dark throat
yes everything you've ever tried to flush
will ultimately float
and I dreamed the cloud of judgement
was raining very hard upon my head
oh honey, it's not funny
you singing
raindrops keep falling on the dead

so just keep on telling lies
a mans death is his own I surmise
so if your premonitions yield
the time and place of my demise
just tell me fibs
tell me porkies
tell me lies
fibs, porkies, lies

the night can surrender many wonders
in our big soft bed
yes your loving can heal my aching heart
but it can't heal the dead
and I dreamed the cloud that had your name
was weeping very softly on my head
oh honey, it's not funny
you singing
raindrops keep falling on the
raindrops keep falling on
rain raindrops keep falling on the dead
dead dead dead dead dead

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