paroles de chanson Tower Of Song [Single Version] - The Jesus and Mary Chain

Well, my friends are gone and my hair is grey
And I ache in the places where I used to play
And I'm crazy for love, but I'm not coming on
I'm just paying my rent every day in the tower of song

I said to Hank Williams, "How lonely does it get?"
Hank Williams hasn't answered yet
But I hear him coughing, all night long
One hundred floors above me, in the tower of song
Come on!

I was born like this, I had no choice
I was born with the gift of a golden voice
And 27 angels from the great beyond
Thet tied me to this table, right here in the tower of song

So you can stick your little pins in that voodoo doll
I'm very sorry, baby, it doesn't look like me at all
And I'm standing by the window, where the light is strong
Hell, they don't let a woman kill you, not in the tower of song
Come on

Now you can say that I've grown bitter
But of this you may be sure
The rich have got their channels in the bedrooms of the poor
And there's a mighty judgement coming but I may be wrong
You see, you hear these funny voices in the tower of song

Now I bid you farewell, I don't when I'll be back
They're moving us tomorrow to the tower down the track
But you'll be hearing from me, baby, long after I'm gone
I'll be speaking to you sweetly from a window in the tower of song
Come on