Текст песни Bolte & Dunstan Talk Youth - Augie March
Blind
to
the
charms
of
the
Toecutter
Arms,
My
labor
to
the
east
by
knit
and
by
darn,
Looking
for
the
world
like
a
whelp
at
sea,
the
discoverer's
cottage
had
a
light
on
for
me,
I
would
lie
on
the
porch
and
let
the
penny
drop
easy...
Duly,
duly
disabled,
truly,
truly
lost.
When
I
woke
up
it
was
dark,
Lying
on
my
side
in
the
Parliament
park,
Puking
up
my
pay
in
the
gerbera
bed,
I
could
see
the
Premiers
talking,
hear
the
husbands
in
the
garden
stalking,
Looking
for
rough
love...
Duly,
duly
disabled,
truly,
truly
lost,
Beneath
the
coverlet,
beneath
the
blanket
of
the
morn.
On
my
Exford
legs,
on
my
Exford
walk,
Bury
my
brains
in
my
Exford
talk,
Til
there's
nothing
I
wouldn't
do
To
be
sitting
and
talking
with
you.
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