Текст песни Man in Black - Debauchery
Well,
you
wonder
why
I
always
dress
in
black,
Why
you
never
see
bright
colors
on
my
back,
And
why
does
my
appearance
seem
to
have
a
somber
tone.
Well,
there′s
a
reason
for
the
things
that
I
have
on.
I
wear
the
black
for
the
poor
and
the
beaten
down,
Livin'
in
the
hopeless,
hungry
side
of
town,
I
wear
it
for
the
prisoner
who
has
long
paid
for
his
crime,
But
is
there
because
he′s
a
victim
of
the
times.
I
wear
the
black
for
those
who
never
read,
Or
listened
to
the
words
that
Jesus
said,
About
the
road
to
happiness
through
love
and
charity,
Why,
you'd
think
He's
talking
straight
to
you
and
me.
Well,
we′re
doin′
mighty
fine,
I
do
suppose,
In
our
streak
of
lightnin'
cars
and
fancy
clothes,
But
just
so
we′re
reminded
of
the
ones
who
are
held
back,
Up
front
there
ought
'a
be
a
Man
In
Black.
I
wear
it
for
the
sick
and
lonely
old,
For
the
reckless
ones
whose
bad
trip
left
them
cold,
I
wear
the
black
in
mournin′
for
the
lives
that
could
have
been,
Each
week
we
lose
a
hundred
fine
young
men.
And,
I
wear
it
for
the
thousands
who
have
died,
Believen'
that
the
Lord
was
on
their
side,
I
wear
it
for
another
hundred
thousand
who
have
died,
Believen′
that
we
all
were
on
their
side.
Well,
there's
things
that
never
will
be
right
I
know,
And
things
need
changin'
everywhere
you
go,
But
′til
we
start
to
make
a
move
to
make
a
few
things
right,
You′ll
never
see
me
wear
a
suit
of
white.
Ah,
I'd
love
to
wear
a
rainbow
every
day,
And
tell
the
world
that
everything′s
OK,
But
I'll
try
to
carry
off
a
little
darkness
on
my
back,
′Till
things
are
brighter,
I'm
the
Man
In
Black!
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