Текст песни Losers - Balthazar
You′re
here
with
me
for
the
moment
But
I
know
you're
going
back
You
have
a
brown
leather
suitcase
You
didn′t
bother
to
unpack
I've
been
tying
my
shoes
together
Then
I've
been
trying
to
walk
away
I
was
a
junkie
all
summer
But
autumn′s
here
any
day
now
How
much,
how
much
it
feels
like,
we
are
losing
for
the
moment
How
much,
how
much
it
feels
like
We
are
losers
on
the
verge
of
something
great
The
stars
are
directing
the
future
What
they′re
tuning
into
I
can't
say
But
I
want
the
universe
to
love
me
I′m
writing
songs
every
day
There's
a
girl
singing
into
a
hairbrush
There′s
a
mob
boss
in
every
man
I
wish
I
could
sing
"tralala"
The
way
Paolo
Conte
can
Right
How
much,
how
much
it
feels
like,
we
are
losing
for
the
moment
How
much,
how
much
it
feels
like
We
are
losers
on
the
verge
of
something
great
Pa-pa-pam
Pa-pa-pam
Pa-pa-pam
Pa-pa-pam
Pa-pa-pam
Pa-pa-pam
On
the
verge
of
something
great
How
much,
how
much
it
feels
like,
we
are
losing
for
the
moment
How
much,
how
much
it
feels
like
We
are
losers
on
the
verge
of
something
great
On
the
verge
of
something
great
We
are
losers
on
the
verge
of
something
great
On
the
verge
of
something
great
On
the
verge
of
something
great
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