Pulp - Grandfather's Nursery | Текст песни

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This used to be a garden
now it's a national tragedy
Oh, lady of glasshouses
where is the flower
that will cover the stench of the city?
Well, it's lying in tatters
amongst cellophane wrappers
And I have to get out of this nursery
Yeah, that would be a first for me
And maybe I will find her
and lay down beside her
in fields of green and wait for the rain
This used to be a forest
now it's a whiskey distillery
Oh, lady of glasshouses
where is the drink
that will bring back my senses to me?
Well, I searched for the tree
that she mentioned to me
But it's no good
'cos they all look the same
You see I never learnt the names at school
And maybe I'll find her
and lay down beside her
in fields of green and wait for the rain
This used to be a playground
now it's your grandfather's nursery
Oh, lady of glasshouses
show me the plant
that I can bring back my true love to me
Well, she sailed down the river
now I long to go with her
I must find her
before she reaches the sea
Oh, it's the end for me
Oh, maybe I'll find her
and lay down beside her
and plant a seed and wait for the rain
And here comes the rain
And here comes the rain
And here comes the rain
Yeah, here comes the rain
And here comes the rain
Yeah, here comes the rain
Here comes the rain
Yeah, here comes the rain
And here comes the rain

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