Текст песни Dirty Rain - Andrew Combs
Where
are
all
the
pretty
places
Oh,
where
did
they
go?
Torn
down
by
all
the
lonely
faces
For
something
to
hold
Flattened
static,
paved
in
progress's
name
But
what
will
all
our
little
children
say?
When
the
only
place
to
play
Is
in
the
dirty
rain
Poison
river,
muddy
water
A
dead
man's
float
Plastic
people
stacked
in
towers
With
nowhere
to
go
The
sun
will
fill
with
ice
and
concrete
grey
Cold
and
dark
go
on
for
days
and
days
Till
the
only
thing
that
remains
Is
the
dirty
rain
Nothing's
really
ever
gold
anymore
Nothing
shines
like
it
did
before
Nothing's
really
ever
gold
anymore
Nothing
shines
like
it
did
before
Flattened
static,
paved
in
progress's
name
But
what
will
all
our
little
children
say?
When
the
only
place
to
play
Is
in
the
dirty
rain
The
dirty
rain
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