Текст песни Mr. Germain - Drapht

Hey, can you tell me where Jacques Imo's is, please?
Oh yeah, that's [?] just get out on the [?],
Then you make a left, ah, right at [?
] It's a big building. You'll see it
Yeah. Yeah. A'ight, cool. Thanks
What a beautiful energy this place has
The other day a homeless man told me,
"Hey, stand tall. Hold your head high"
I was just walking down the street, minding my business
Appears like a wizard, kinda smells like a dead guy
For a second I felt he knew my inner self
Better than myself, so red around his mouth
It is wine, wine, a French blend before your time (Hey)
It was like he read my mind
"Hi, my name is Mr Germain, what a beautiful day"
I said, "It's night", he said,
"You need to get out of your head", yeah, he was right
I am stressed, stressed I started feeling like death
He said, "You wouldn't know death if it sat with you on a bench"
Then started tappin' a packet of cigarettes
I said, "That stuff'll kill you", and he calmly interjects and says
"Not if you've already been forgotten"
And then the next thing I'd seemed to have lost him
They call me?
You ain't safe upon these streets, baby
These streets ain't sweet, baby
'Cause they will take your wings, your clothes, your hat, your soul
Now riding through Holygrove this is beautiful New Orleans, baby
Living in New Orleans, baby
You can hear it in the thunder
You [?] when the sun goes down
You can hear it in the thunder
[?] when the sun goes down
"Give me one second, young man. Give me one second."
Walkin' down? to get to a street car
Hearin', "Greetings Mr Reid, shouldn't you really be asleep now?"
Police car screams around the corner
[?] says, "There's been a scene,
Another bleedin' lamb up to the slaughter
But I warned you not walk along the street after night time (Why?)
Might get shocked like a key tied up to a kite line (Huh?)
What? You wonder what dying's like?
(No) Wonder what the light's like? (No)
Like Stevie's eyesight? (No) Might just be
The [?] on the other side of [?]"
Then he switches and says, "What a time to be alive, Paul
Not the type of thing you take for granted
Oh, that's how you vanished,
Sleep walkin', livin' life in your pyjamas (Ayy)
Damn, it's such a waste of that bl—bl—
Bloody life that you've been given", he stutteringly finishes
Police man doubles round the block (Ha ha ha)
He turned back around to say goodbye and then he's gone
They call me?
You ain't safe upon these streets, baby
These streets ain't sweet, baby
'Cause they will take your wings, your clothes, your hat, your soul
Now riding through Holygrove this is beautiful New Orleans, baby
Ha ha ha ha ha, New Orleans, baby
You can hear it in the thunder
You? when the sun goes down
You can hear it in the thunder
? When the sun goes down
You can hear it in the thunder
You can hear it in the thunder
You? when the sun goes down
You? when the sun goes down
You can hear it in the thunder
? When the sun goes down