Гребенщиков Борис
Book of love in front of me Tries to bite my chin; Angel right behind my shoulder Waits to do me in; I wish I had a heart To walk me like a dog - But life's a sweet thing, Going up in smoke.
Used to be a passenger, Now they take me as their own; Used to be a fisher-king But now my cross is gone. I wish I had some faith, But all I do is talk - And life's a sweet thing, Going up in smoke.
We could be engineers, We could drive a coach; Could be real New Age With positive approach. I wish I still could laugh, I wish it was a joke - But life's a sweet thing, Going up in smoke.
(clever-clever version) Book of love in front of me Ozone holes within; Angel right behind my shoulder He waits to do me in; In short, I'm a normal mutant, Renegade kind of bloke Life's a sweet thing, Going up in smoke. Used to be a passenger, Now they take me for their own; Used to be a Fisher King Now my cross is gone. I used to have some faith, Now I'm engaged in talk. Life's a sweet thing, Going up in smoke. We could be engineers, We could drive a coach; Could be real New Age With a positive approach. We could be full moon ninjas, We could be a joke. Life's a sweet thing, Going up in smoke. Спасибо Олегу Никифорову за восстановленный текст.
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