Small Time 'Capone - The Fall | Текст песни

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• Small Time 'Capone
• The Fall

My bones have been aching
From the worry of it all
And the bagman he came calling
Just to preach to me The Fall
But oh it’s folly
And I won’t try
I won’t try
Again

All the stories never told
Doesn’t mean they didn’t happen
The rakes and kings and vagabonds
All seem to grovel at their feet
Wishing for something
More than fables

I never had been saintly
Just a coward tried and true
As he whispered oh so faintly
Tis of this day you’ll rue
But it’s folly
for I won’t care
I won’t care
At all

Their hands all seemed to grasp me
As I tumbled towards the ground
And they never would have believed
That I had planned it all
But it’s folly
For I will fall
I will fall