Uphill Work - War Paint | Текст песни

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Hundred strips across the face
Billions trillions on the back
Squeezing out tomato paste
Lisa steps outside the rack
Pity for her enemy
Doomed and vanquished in advance
Final stroke of gory red
Underlines the martial stance

Violet dots around the eyes
Fidgety midgety on his knees
Peter creeps out from inside
Wooden horse accompanies
All is lost now for his foes
Raise their stronghold to the ground
Watch with pleasure as it goes
Up in smoke without a sound
All over now

Twenty years are now gone
Terrapin hairpin on her head
Lisa hands her better one
To a tall and freckled lad
Peter is his given name
In his loft amongst the blues
One can find the very same
Wooden horse with rusty shoes

Few hours later coming home
Levity brevity on the wing
Entering the pleasure dome
Laughing at the simple things
Traded ketchup for a stick
Swapped the horsey with a bike
At the warpath still they meet
Ever eager for a fight
Forever now

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