Frank Black - Rock a My Soul | Текст песни

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I turned you on the roof
to shine your face at me.
Drink wine from your tears, rollin'.
Holy moly, Rock a my-
soul.

Hey, rock a my soul (4)

We're waiting...

I'm waiting!
We're waiting!
for electric-
in a manor.

I'm waiting.
We're waiting,
sister shaking.

Harder I try,
although, (?)
harder I feel,
like a
Coltrane-
No brain.
Rock a my soul!

Hey, rock a my soul.
Hey, rock a my soul!
Oh, rock a my soul!
Hey, rock a my soul,
hard.

I'm waiting.
We're waiting,
for electric-
in a manor

I'm waiting.
We're waiting!

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