Текст песни This Be the Verse - Anne Clark
They
fuck
you
up,
your
mum
and
dad
They
may
not
mean
to
but
they
do
They
fill
you
with
the
faults
they
had
And
add
some
extra,
just
for
you
But
they
were
fucked
up
in
their
turn
By
fools
in
old
style
hats
and
coats
Who
half
the
time
were
soppy-stern
And
half
at
one
anothers
throats
But
they
were
fucked
up
in
their
turn
By
fools
in
old
style
hats
and
coats
Who
half
the
time
were
soppy-stern
And
half
at
one
anothers
throats
Man
hands
on
misery
to
man
It
deepens
like
a
coastal
shelf
Get
out
as
early
as
you
can
And
don't
have
any
kids
yourself
1 Journey by Night
2 World Without Warning
3 Unstill Life
4 Come In
5 So Quiet Here
6 The Sitting Room
7 The Spinning Turning of the Summer Earth
8 This Be the Verse
9 Windmills of Your Mind
10 Improvisation
11 Swallow Song
12 Dedication
13 Interlude
14 At Midnight
15 That We Have Been Here
16 Fragility
17 Killing Time
18 Closed Circuit
19 Echoes Remain for Ever
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